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I suppose that you and I will eventually meetAnd perhaps without even noticing
Perhaps it will happen without rush and without wind
In some place from yesterday
I feel that you and I will meet and it might be strange
With the hope, without rush and without voice,
Without any footsteps to follow
 
All song, all words, come and dance
With the sound the wind makes
When approaching your mouth and your skin
Look at me for an instant
Touch this silence that is ending
And embrace the air turning into sky
Inside your breath and my thirst
It is the air that becomes the sky into my thirst
 
I suppose that you and I will eventually meet,
We might not even notice
Maybe it will happen quickly
And with wind in some new place
I feel that you and I will meet and it might be strange
With the hope, without rush, without voice,
With dreams to begin
 
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