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My heart wants to dance.
She tries to jump out of my limp body and become one with the wind
Dance wildly
Move mountains
Storm the seas
Guide the birds
Hear everyones empty words and promise them luck
Travel the world and then come back
And lay her head on my knees like a child does to its mother
And tell me about her adventures
Tell me the empty words of the people
And the prayers of the fishermen out in the heavy seas
And the sorrows of the birds
And cry her eyes out just like i do now.
I will gently stroke her hair just like my tears do to my face every night;
And put her to sleep with a goodnight kiss in the same way my tears lule me to sleep right now.

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