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Ditty of First Desire

In the green morning
I wanted to be a heart.
A heart.

And in the ripe evening
I wanted to be a nightingale.
A nightingale.

(Soul,
Turn orange-colored.
Soul,
Turn the color of love.)

In the vivid morning
I wanted to be myself.
A heart.

And at the evening’s end
I wanted to be my voice.
A nightingale.

Soul,
Turn orange-colored.
Soul,
Turn the color of love.


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Poem Ditty of First Desire - Federico Garcia Lorca