Seventeen.
Seventeen.
I don’t ask to be forgiven,
I just want to be free.
Forget all the bad moments,
as I count to three.
Let tomorrow be the beginning
of a new horizon.
May the winds blow away my pain
and bring me happiness along.
My tears have filled enough rivers.
My smile awaits his return.
For I have suffered all this time,
new day’s dawn would be the perfect witness
of my rebirth.
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