I wish I knew your destination,
So that I could embrace you while you fly,
A perfect soul in exile,
You know too much, I think of you for a while.
Can we escape our tragedies?
Your smile is a priceless melody.
I touch your heart with a breath of spring,
I feel the lightness of our wings.
Let'a fly away and feel the salt in water
Of the Mediterranean, we're both worth it,
A break after hundreds of busy days,
And I wish we were together, floating on summer rays.
Determination
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