poetry
Please hear the impression by the Guestbook.
After new is inserted ,"old poetry" moves to the footprint.
"I am sand"
On the wave comeing in
My heart washed
.
But..., little by little
My heart exchange to it, washed away my body.
I will disappear soon...
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photo by kake
"The promise of the day of the snow
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