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The green of spring surrounds the Earth.
An invitation leads me to a church
Where it brings back old blissful and sorrowful memories.
I imperceptibly step down the staircases turning a corner,
And suddenly this slowly clouds my vision.
The soul I longed to see
The soul I waited for many years
The soul I kept in my memory
Stood across the Great Hall facing a crowd.
I stand in a pale expression but with a happy heart
Hearing nothing but the beating of my heart,
Seeing nothing but this soul,
And feeling nothing but my lungs being suppressed.
I was frozen.
I was a sculptured statue of ice.
His shadow finally shifts from its place facing me.
My clouded eyes meet his from a distance.
In his eyes, lays a strange sparkle.
Just as when those sparkles seemed to be juddering,
He was coldly turning away.
As he turns, his shadow throws a dagger across my heart,
Shattering me into a shimmering million pieces.
Without being able to move a single step closer,
A sparkle flows down upon my rosy cheeks.
Speechless, I leave without seeking the reason of his gestures.
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