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Jul 2021
Love is nothing but mortal
to love is to die, to be born

to be made weak
and learn to speak
'I am strong'

To be built between
green lights and green eyes
to exhale music

to inhale lyrics
and understand
'Of People and Nature'

To love is to breathe.
Breathe, my love.
For breathing is only for mortals
Kyrie Hajashi
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Kyrie Hajashi  18/M/On the roof under my bed.
(18/M/On the roof under my bed.)   
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