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Daughters of the marsh reeds
wake up .... the caress of the wind flirts
It passes the wind and the loud
icy kisses hanging in broken reeds
The whistle of the wind
with daughters and suns
hiding in the reeds
It passes the wind
and reeds tremble and shock
Reeds of the marsh, dense crowd Army
in command of the wind bend
Floating reed islands
whistling in the air - shake, shake, dance


More By  : Dr. Eftichia Kapardeli

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