Into the purplish azure's air
After hours of rain fare
The sky crystal ink
Though the sunlight sink
I stroll on patchy field
With grief unhealed
Of being all alone
But i never moan
Loitering step by step
To her i am in debt
For endured me a pain early
by crippling my heart's plea
Green leafs on the tree
Bonded, its not free
Unless the wind blow
And they hover down slow
Loitering full stretch like a fool
To her i am deeply thankful
For she is the wind that relief
n freed me, unbind to dead leaf
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