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This is a translation of the language contained in the video poem presented here for your viewing pleasure:
Butterfly
Useless hours.
Days without regrets.
Movements without memories.
There remains only dreams' perfume,
A fragrance flavored by abandonment,
and the memory of its shade
in the white light of the summer.
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2 comments:
Where is this music from?
At his site, I like video of birds flying around cross...
Write to Loize, I'm sure he'd love to hear from you. His email is at his site.
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