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New
Year morning -- a pine tree covered with last year fog |
My silence
and seagull's cry
following the rainbow
Closing my
eyes
the storm roar in the mountain
become louder
Autumn roses
but their scent like
the Spring ones
A long way
through grass and dreams
the snowdrops
Afternoon
sun --
a butterfly's shadow becomes larger
on the wall of school
And tail
of a lizard
longs for
the sunshine