Come | final version
translated poem:
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Little Ray
Come
when the Moon looses vigilance
before the Sun is woken by the stars
envying your smile
pulled instead of a sail
when the Moon looses vigilance
before the Sun is woken by the stars
envying your smile
pulled instead of a sail
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