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I wanted nothing more.
I took a look at flying sails
And then I came ashore.
I stood there, hesitating,
And slightly waved my hand
To someone who was waiting
For me in this good land.
I wished to walk along this road,
I dreamed to breathe this air.
It seems impossibly absurd,
But somehow I was there!
Enough! The dream was tempting,
I’ll leave it all behind.
The same old room is empty.
The same old street outside.
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