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I write to you

I write to you on a sheet of the wind
while the arrow splits the air.
 
I write to you and imagine with open eyes
Your blondy hair, your angel breasts, your wings butterflies.
 
I write to you and i keep writing
On a sheet of the swift wind
On the side of the ravine, the clouds, the humidty, the time.
 
I write to you and i keep writing
While the plants supplant asphalt
A rally of ants plot the mud
 
I write to you
 
I write to you
And i dont write to you anymore
 
Because the wind did his daily chore
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