All these words are nothing but a rain that will pour away,
millions of little desires no one will differentiate,
for the river that forms can remember nothing of the sky.
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All these words are nothing but a rain that will pour away,
millions of little desires no one will differentiate,
for the river that forms can remember nothing of the sky.
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