Translated by Yiyan HAN(c)
2018-01-23
This emotion
Differs from happiness, anger, grief or joy
And also from sadness or agony
She can't be seen
Nor grabbed
Like a soul drifting
Quietly in the time and space
She has a voice
And even sings her heart out
But we can't hear
As she performs only for herself
She glows
And blooms in her heart
Her body is a warming, alluring
And shining life
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