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Darkness Sep 2014
There was you
In bright sight
of confident
June moonlight

There was you
In eyesight  
of insecure
August sunlight

There was you
In right sight here now
of Every season's
starlight

There was you
Darkness Sep 2014
This aroma of yours
This perfume of yours

Is in every corner
of my small house
on the plain fields of everything

As strong
as when I touch
your blonde curled hair
and wave my hand.

— The End —