White Birds

White Birds

I closed my eyes
And saw white birds.
Away they flied
Swallowed by the blue sky.

I smiled and tried
To follow them,
With the tears I cried
Still on my cheeks.

And in this dream I wondered
If when I die,
Will I then fly
And follow them?

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