Dew whitens the jade stairs.
This late, it soaks her gauze stockings.
She lowers her crystal blind to watch
the breaking, glass-clear moon of autumn.
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Dew whitens the jade stairs.
This late, it soaks her gauze stockings.
She lowers her crystal blind to watch
the breaking, glass-clear moon of autumn.
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Comments1Man, I gotta tell ya, this little gem just hits yer right in the feels. It's so heavy and intense. Like you can almost see the girl on the stairs. It's crazy how just a few lines can make you feel so much. Words are realy the best kinda art. Love this stuff.