When I Miss You
When I miss you, the world does not spin on its axis.
The cloudless sky turns gray, and there is snow in the sun.
The wind brings me your name, and the trees produce your breath.
When I miss you, autumn comes in spring and the sea rages in a storm in clear weather.
In the waves I look for your voice and on the shore there are no traces of you.
But when you will come, the winter will become summer,
and the world will burst into bloom, and in the middle of the rain,
the sun will shine and you will join in the eternal embrace.
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