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From my window

 

Last night from my dreams window

I saw a little bird
sitting in snow

she was crying

 but no one knows
cause her tear drops

 became flake of snow

she had no where to go

she had no one to know

in her heart

 it was full of sigh and sorrow 

last night

I saw a little bird..left in snow
 

Morning

when sun closed my dreams window

I wondered that little bird

 was me or no

my dearest ..you know

my dearest .......you know
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