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On the hilltops
amid this picture
I reencountered
that ineffable day
of childhood.
I entered
into that space
created for me,
into those valleys,
where everything whispers
my words.
I advance
toward a city
of forgotten tales,
toward emerald green
mountains,
as though I have found
my homeland.
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