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Through bitumen, crushed stone and sand
Through the thickness of gray asphalt
Green thin sprout
With great power of Atlanta
Charmed his journey day by day
By millimeter per week
He grew up with the zeal of an ant
Covered with a stone bed

He waited a glorious moment for a long time
When he sees the sun in the sky
Then he will open a face for everyone
From stone to world, breaking through the window
And then the sprout left captive
Breaking the dungeon wall
Free wind of change
Touched the leaf-antenna

And the sun is warming
Sprouted leaf behind a leaflet
Green bush - The fruit of victories
An unexplored sprout
And our dandelion blossomed
He caught fire in a riot of colors
And I looked around everything around
Alite flower on the asphalt

The flower only sees the gray background
Faceless, dusty and cold
Although it broke through concrete
Around lies asphalt barren
He lived his whole life alone
From year to year, coloring in the spring
Not recognized by anyone, we do not love
Cruelly abandoned by fate

And in the stem cries milky juice
Only bees pollinate in May
Fluffy ball of seeds
Sadly the wind flutters
But from those of those will germinate
One hundred thousand small sprouts
And give everyone beauty
Our sad abandoned flower

So the poet Il musician
Giving others his creatures
Spends his talent for nothing
Not finding them application
For many, he is all weed
Not necessary, empty place
They are not aware of that gleam in the eyes
In the chest, their stone instead of the heart

But among thousands of gray persons
There is one whose heart beats
Whose feelings are torn without borders
The one who wakes up from your words
Hope by putting hope in your work
My soul will affect my verse
I am writing for those who are alive with my heart
People like me, flowers in concrete