Noiselessly you come
in my poems to light the lamp
I ask myself, who were you?
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Something you were
missing to catch a flower moon.
I will not go for witch-hunt.
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I cannot catch your smell.
Time stands in my hands. There
was a question to kiss jasmine.
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Moon was not dead.
Now who will kiss the moonlight
on your face? Dark matter quivers.
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After I gave my life
to you, will you join a school to―
know, how deep was water in sea?
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All was nor well.
If I don't hit the road, who
will bring the light!
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You give me your
love in fragments. All night
I drink the May moon.
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What was the infinity
of pain in everyday life? At night
I scramble to catch moon!
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It scares me. We
need to talk. It was very difficult
to remain honest. We are changing.
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Live children
between you and me,
breathing last.
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