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Writer's pictureLaura Grá

Little wing

Come, oh, little friend

And say nothing.

Just hold my hand!

Come, deep into my heart

And embrace my new solitude.

Do not judge me,

But hug me!

Come in my place of wilderness

And caress my sorrow,

With peaceful eyes,

With gentle voice

And weep with me.

Until I give you all my unshed tears.

Come, oh, little friend

And say nothing.

Just hold my hand!

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