Nothing to tell though,
Tell something please,
I am here to hear
About those things
That are here with you.
And who are you,
You are asking me in loud,
I am mute and telling you
To stay a while and watch
What is happening.
Nothing is happening,
No rain, no dream,
Only the moment of sorrow
Reign supreme.
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