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Will you fly over the green fields, where life blossoms in the fresh grass kissed by the gentle rain? He’s waiting for me there, with his arms full of wild flowers and a smile brighter than the sun…

Tell him I’ll be there soon…

Will your wings touch the pure white snow on the highest mountains, where faith rise with every snow flake that’s breaking its flight just to give sparkles to the icy wind? He’s standing there, with his arms open and fire in his eyes…

Tell him I’ll keep my promises…

Will you find the endless desert, where castles of sand are being build and destroyed in the name of human idols? He’s fighting quicksands and sinful illusions there, for me, with a tired soul and a hopeless destination…

Tell him I’ll be his shelter…

Will you cross the Atlantic ocean, where angels spread their wings over a perfect blue sky, sending a free, careless ray of light into the lovers hearts? He’s dreaming of me there, laying on the beach, whispering words of love to the wildest waves…

Tell him I’ll wipe away his secret tears…

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Will you come back to me, little pigeon? I need to know…

Did he laugh or cry reading my silly, childish, naive and harmless thoughts?

Is he still keeping our love story as his most cherished treasure?

Am I still his everything?

Hey, little pigeon…you are free to fly, like I never was. Find him, tell him he’s free too…

 

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