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I Will Not Leave Any Mark

I will leave no trace of love in the red of the book,
I carry many beauty symbols across the river of blue memories
Like the shining white moon, the cosmos is soft with dew,
with poisonous touches,
In the waking tears, silently, deep in the trembling finger-
All the arrangements of that festival have merged
with the beauty of Ruposhi in the smooth morning;
The cloud that I have blown away in the dark moonlight
with intense love in the holy dew,
The bright tears of the two eyes fell in the water

of the cosmos in the evening;
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