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How nice would it be to fly

Just the idea to hold on tight destiny

Find a support

To thrust yourself forward

So strongly

Almost dreaming, a rush

Eyes shut and bright

For the missed pleasure

Of this time

Talking about

What is going to be later

It is nonsense

If one could be born again

Just for the wish of dying

Ecstasy is oo precious a thing

And the moment is only one for a life

Let the air caress you

Your lips never smiled

One can’t know why

But now

They show for the first time

A life expression

In nothing

Not to suffer

To continue to hope

To start to dream