If it suddenly comes down like rain, say, Walk along the cloud-smooth path! I stand still like a tree, I will be engrossed in your fascination. You open your hair and spread it in the air. Nature will wake up, all lifeless will wake up. My heart forgets fear, Fingers will touch your open hair. Will you go with me? I will waiting for your answer after years and years.
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Mursida your poise blends in the poetry.