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Returning

April 11, 2014

A note of music is chasing now

some of the moment

it cracks

like a cry. It seems to

a broken lyrics in noon.

Door’s curtain was dancing

                            by the wind

but none is welcoming.

By seeing these disastrous note

crows were make harsh cry

and I feel

I have to return to

that Good Times village.

 

 

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