This "poem" or whatever it may be, I have a few days ago a good friend of dedicated to me, which I thought she is going through a difficult time. Who likes it:)
Like a restless spring
Separated from the plumage,
gondola you through the day,
have forgotten what it is
to float in the night
It lifts up a warm wind,
with with you, but
you sail further to the light, toward
accessible to the sun, free your will
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