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Traces of her Heart
The day leaves traces of her heart
In the evening sky, dark and lonely
Colored with strokes of gray
Soon she will be crying
When she opens her eyes
Tears she will cry for the less fortunate
Hoping that when the gray disappears
Sunshine beams its light through the sky
That today, faith will be rewarded
The joy of happiness will be felt
By a heart being touched by love
For the very first time.
Jéan-Pierre. Dean
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