The sky bleeds red-orange
As the sea is a roaring ghost
Crashing into the coastline
Breaking rocks and lime stones
Night embraces the atmosphere
While
I sit and stare
Into the blankness
With a magnolia in my hand
It waits in perplexed agony
Seeking a new home
And perhaps
A new heart
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heart mind of the heart big, bigger, biggest than the colorful sky everyday new sky shines the heart newly!