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I would come back

I would come back

but the roads are hidden.

Though many times were ridden

they haven't left any tracks.

I would come as a spring dawn

breaking the winter's yearning,

greeting the beauty of the morning,

the first flowers on the lawn.

I would come as a tender rain,

as an April thaw in springs.

I would grow big wings

but the idea is inane and brings pain.

I would come as a lilac sunset,

as silver or amber early dew.

I would become a real mew,

fly to you and sing a duet.

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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