I go beside window
There is story, maybe a dream
staying behind these windows
A hopper all the morning
look at blue sky
No cloud, no wind
cheer on the green bushes
His breath is rainy
Dreaming cloudy sky
Drop by drop water fall down
This is not sky
window is raining
still singing hopper
In this rainy dream
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