I ask for news from you
to a sky, once blue
now dark as a crow ...
I feel your presence
on every petal that flies
among the weeping branches
in the absence of an omnipresence
the wind follows in its haughtiness
ignoring my loneliness
for nothing of you to know
in a love that still grows
Come back, my love.
unveil the veil of silence
do not be afraid to believe
and give me a chance
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