A rose suddenly asks
You do not write a single poem?
Do you want love or hate?
Intangible desire revolves around the whirlpool.
The conspiracy sits in the dark
Inhumans seek refuge
One golden morning will come,
Spend the day hoping for a new dawn.
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Someone will come one day
Many lives live with this belief
Then many nights have passed,
With the grief of the injured firefly.
yearning • • •
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