....."Sitting...and the tree over there,
The wind now doesn't even come here anymore,
I stopped having someone to talk to,
I was alone with my gaze...
From far away it is much closer,
Feeling that the weather is uncertain,
Hearing sounds that only I can think of,
Smiling I leave for another place...
My final moment, I know I have a place,
Where a saint and a sinner can finally rest...".....
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