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I am and you...
and rains of damascus...
like the faith after godlessness...
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with your eyes are happiness of the world..all it...
with my eyes are sadness of the world..all it...
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I am and you...
latest a two persons..
run in the veins them..
aroma of wild berries and the olive..
and noise of the city...
and the committed-suicide billows...
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kiss me...
until this planet become burnt-up...
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one kiss..
and beggary of world will leave me...
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kiss me..
until the rain is pouring...
until my clothes is courting me........................
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with our...
we will build a towers for the pigeons...
and a walls for the cats...
inevitably, the pigeons will return...
they will fill the place with white plumage...
and the randy cats...
will fill the place...
with the miaows and love...
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem