In a small heart
A big vacuum to be bared
Burden and feelings of things shake it
Sometimes by a cyclone
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Along the Roadless sky
Across the strange clouds
Around the universe
Wander you a widow moon
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Once upon a time
There was a May Day
It was fact for their right
Once upon a time
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I am Meaningless
Pouring words of you
That is thrown at me
When I am subjective
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Rocky rains are hit
Dusty winds are blown
On me, to my side
Against and again
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It is useless to pour water
To a downward pot
Though it is necessarily critical
In a drought of thirst
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