Longing is cherished
To adorn enlightened prospect
With the embrace of pleasing morn.
Dejection is kept solitudeIn the meditation of inevitable touch.
With sole hand I'll pick dreams
In love orchard.
All dews in life wear smile
In the grace mirror.
Beams of black clouds appear
Before red sun.
No pains are spared to draw youth
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