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Last night from my dream's window

I saw a little bird
sitting in snow

She is crying but no one knows
She has no where to go
She has no one to know
In her heart
it is sigh and sorrow

She is crying but no one knows
Her tears turn to flakes of snow

Morning
 When sun closed my dream's window

I wondered the bird
Was me ..or no

My dearest ..you know
  .My dearest .......you know

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