I hear one beautiful song
Every morning during sunrise.
It sounds quiet and not long.
A woman sang it, what a surprise.
I never see her between trees
Even if I wake up early morning
When fog moves away with a breeze.
I fell in love with the voice, love is not boring.
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02.05.2022
