Tonight across a vast geography I'm sleeping in my mother's house.
Replaying breaths of wind and rain's invisible release.
A neighbor talking to herself endows these young surroundings.
Ideas leave the heart, approach a corresponding freshness.
Midnight interrupts unnoticed fever.
Chastening what comes and lifts away.
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oh,these so young surroundings
ideas leave the heart across the vast geography
I'm sleeping in
rain's corresponding freshness interrupts unnoticed fever
replaying breaths of wind that lift away the night
a neighbor talking to herself
comes in
:):)
Ah yes, my friend, thank you so much! :) :)
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