If later I closed my eyes, stop beating and breathing
Do not think I have died, my friend.
Because I will remain alive in dust, in the wind, water, a shaft of sunlight
Can you believe it?
When you pass by or take shelter under the trees,
the wind’s blowing, a trembling leaves,
then rest assured that time I greet you
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