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At night I wake up
In darkness, moons burglary shall be, Flowering branches with its thoughts All exchanged in winds flower. Light of the soul in my eyes Stars will glow, death will bloom Your name is written as I linger. On thy lips I will lay dreams powder and dust I'll get back to you with everlasting lust, Stealthily, the tips of your feet flat Beside me your thought will be surprised. As the shadow image of fire Leaving for the last time playfully a kiss The scent of life grows old. On cold days, my exhausted body Wrapped just as autumn sigh, Around you will grub, will rot. Even if I fade, as the lonely stars do From this love professed in silence The only traces on your body Are cardiac tattoos of love?
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