Half moon
connecting
two eraser windows
In front of
the green leaves of
the zelkova
lived the harsh winter

The morning fog rain
wraps around the buds
tickling the branch and bark
approaching from far away...

Refrigerator noise
drops of water
falling and scattering moans
tinnitus

Will a world where we can enjoy
such a warm
rich
new
quiet kiss
coming again
can we make a government
rises and sets like the sun?

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The sky outside the window
gray and fades marching
Toward afternoon.