Dew, came calling.
Fragments of feeling remained in the mourning sky.
Breath interrupted by crying.
The rain was still adorn the morning,
Dressing the casual sun.
The eyes that gazing at the sky,
Unable to flash.
Among the dreams I behold,
You're still and keep I watch for.
Along with deserted that pushed in,
Tears are nothing.
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