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But Still I Am Alone
Where is my sun,
Where is my awaited dawn,
The hundred eyes of the dark wink overhead,
I can hear the footsteps of desire in my doorway,
Sweet and soft.
Come to reality, people say,
but what is real,
this is the real me, the passionate me,
With all these fantasies,
None can take them away from me,
For they are mine,
I am the womb which carried them,
I am the milk which nourished them,
And nothing can lessen this light,
Not a thousand candles of reality,
'cause he is the sun,
the sun who sparks my feminine fire, ...