still not make up
the morning light,
not say fluently
the other alphabet,
which are known all
those who are not us.
my hands Surrender to
and Rhythm your skin
to forget even
that will ultimately be a failure,
gap will always be
by entering the world
and break into our time,
quiet street and we
we know that together,
and we break the shadows
you and I are accustomed,
and impose the words
ones we forget.
still not make up
time
that is not essential,
not tell the truth.
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