Seeing again
When my eyes as with shadows
awaken again this morning
crossing the world.
It takes my memories of the past day
and brings them to the new beginning
I turn around free
and my eyes see the day again
again and at last.
awaken again this morning
crossing the world.
It takes my memories of the past day
and brings them to the new beginning
I turn around free
and my eyes see the day again
again and at last.
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