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A caress to the wind and it calms down
A hiss to the sea and it is silent
A smile in the sun and it appears
One look at the moon and he falls asleep.
The feeling of wanting to touch
That magic that exists in the sky
The freedom to fly
Wherever you want
No hurry and no fear.
You're the way to my footsteps
Cradle of gold for my dreams
Roses from afar to forget
Sublime way to give
Life to my years.
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