Our green survives winter
Unchanging progression of small needles
Unhappy and lost without your green
With no relief or hill, no plain or drill
No ocean or torrent
Overpowering feelings in the dark
Not knowing my name anymore
You appear sun appears
Humanity comes back under your innocent caresses
Your kindness appeases all memories
You are the constant memory
You are the new messenger
Of incessant wave of time
Trying to make us fall into an ocean of oblivion
But your endless river always bring us to this moment of eternity.
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