I remember the joy and confusion.

A touch of your lips was not an illusion.

Almost love, almost fall into the abyss.

I know the secret of loneliness,

It’s a mystery and it is soundness,

The dream that was just a fess.

I run in a hush and in snowy garden

Longing and wishing to say ‘pardon’.

Missing the only one every day harden.

I reme...

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