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Dark clouds,
that burden the sky,
are threatening a summer storm.
Without notice
your voce starts to sing
only for me
in the crowded bus.
I turn to my left
and you're there,
watching me from above.
In this lonely night,
You came to me
fighting through the darkness.
Removing quickly few tears
on my cheeks,
I smile happily,
lit by your light.
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