I feel sadness hearing pause
fading whisper from clouds
wind still blowing gently
teasing tiny leaves; lively
beetle crawling out of dirt
she wants to fly since birth
my eyes kissing field so wide
you keep showing; refuse to see
sweet flowing hair of somebody
i reach my brow to wipe sweat
i smell perfume from my lips
i remember we just have a kiss
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