9 You, growing from Adonis's blood, choose to taste the sadness alone, meet and look back, it seems real, in fact, this love is the only one in the illusory world. The unbearable weight, the lightness of 10 Whose gaze penetrates the sound of Sanskrit like water? Who is the fate o

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You, grow from Adonis'

blood

Choose to taste the sadness alone

Encounter and look back, it seems real, it is actually illusory

Only this love in the world   
The unbearable weight, the lightness

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Whose gaze, penetrating

Sanskrit sound is like water?

Thoughts that have passed through the world travel through all living beings

Who is whose fate?

9 You, growing from Adonis's blood, choose to taste the sadness alone, meet and look back, it seems real, in fact, this love is the only one in the illusory world. The unbearable weight, the lightness of 10 Whose gaze penetrates the sound of Sanskrit like water? Who is the fate o - DayDayNews

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I sat facing the wall, leisurely

filled the wine glass

let the ethereal image carry the dream of the heart

knock on the door of thought, pick up a love

smile, sing and leave

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The years are quiet and good, smile and chant the passing years

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is a rose
blooming in loneliness, each bead is tearful
drifting on the petals

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There is no song tonight, the flowers are like

bright eyes

flowing with flying poetry, the petal boat

loaded with images

9 You, growing from Adonis's blood, choose to taste the sadness alone, meet and look back, it seems real, in fact, this love is the only one in the illusory world. The unbearable weight, the lightness of 10 Whose gaze penetrates the sound of Sanskrit like water? Who is the fate o - DayDayNews

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thoughts, flowing in the quiet fragrance

penetrating life, as thin as a flower spring                     The beautiful poem lingers until death under the moon in front of the flowers

vividly reflects the charm

Who is unique?

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You are my world

Eternal lover
I, gentlely pluck the strings of the butterfly
with the most classic notes

sneak into the sky and turn into a lineage 1

linger your poetry soul

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