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Somebody came, somebody was gone
Nothing was left other than fragments of recollection
We could look, we could listen
Shall we meet again in our promised season
Never was separation but reality was heartbroken
I only remember, off thy finger has the sand fallen
Soon, it turned into foam dancing in the ocean
Where once we enjoyed the silvery light of moon
Nevertheless, now it is all over frozen
As my heart found no meaning of palpitation
There lingered thy beauteous image, here haunted thy jollification
Everywhere scattered thy tender breath even
May thou be an eternal bloom not a flash in the pan
One thousand years hence, still enshrined as the legend of our own |
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