Wishes camouflaged
the transparent wind.
So I ran towards them,
as the little girl with a
bright future. Catching
the white furry things
before they hit rock
bottom. And, one lands
softly between my
thumb and index finger.
I hold it close, as I bat
my lashes. 'Stay with me'
I said, 'don't blow away.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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