Story

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You’ve never ever hurt me
allthough I thought you did
What I told me about you
That hurted me so much

Since finally all the stories
are back with all the stars
And brother wind soft whispers
In all my silent ears

Soft rain falls down upon me
And cherishes and feeds me
And new clear words fall down
In open fertile soil …

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