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The nameless pain that disturbs the heart,
Awakens the thoughts that illuminate the night.
Moments like a century sometimes,
I do not understand a simple knot.

I opened the window and saw myself.
I was sprouting, a delicate sprout.
I was imagining by the river,
My thoughts were flowing in the waves.

I opened the window and saw myself,
I was a bird, and was singing with pleasure,
I was asking questions from the flowerbeds,
The wind was blowing with my words.

I opened the window and saw myself, it was dawn, the enlightened world.
I say that it understands my word, because it excited me so much.

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