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I asked the Wind
about the Heaven.
About the Wings -
the Wings of Heaven.
I asked the Sun,
the Sun was smiling.
Sun asked the Bird
, but Bird was flying.
I wanted ask
about the Heaven -
about the Wings,
the Wings of Heaven
the Moonlight -
Moonlight disappeared.
I asked the Silence -
Silence screamed.
The Silence answered,
that has read
about the Heaven...
Silence said,
that Sunny Wings,
the Wings of Heaven
were just my dreams,
my own Tale.http://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=559492
