In The Lake

in life •  7 years ago 

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Probably still there
springs here
We used to find the moon
or our shadow on it
until the lake is dry
and eliminate our shadow

Our hands are broken
our lips broke
just a dream in gin sailing.
Shadow the shadow between the trees
no one is comforting us
and tired of remembering the past
who live an empty niche

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