RIC S. BASTASA - 375

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Along the rough mountains
Passing a winding river
Crossing some forests
You shall pass
To meet me
For this night of rendezvous

In my little hut
The night may be cold and damp
This love between us
Shall build a fire
To withstand coldness
And destroy distances

RIC S. BASTASA

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