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Sometimes, when I am alone I feel my wings

Sometimes, when I am alone

I feel my wings.

The rushing day among the crowd,

among beloveds,

they rest unseen, forgotten.

But sometimes, when i am alone

I feel them and am contented

by their existence alone.

But sometimes, when i am alone

I stir with their stirring

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