Today, all of a sudden, a fish is in the bowl
of a meal,
so it's absolutely free, almost like
a twilling spider, with shine, with sweet dew.
Inside of a spectacular gate, a baby's life now
is already the adults', —walking, spinning as a ring.
There the narrowest is in, a breath, a breeze, a light,
and say, not at all.
Today, one meal is finished, everyone is leaving,
and nice expressions are full of the air around the area,
and a word can be clearly heard: 'Hi'.
November 8,2012
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