It sounds like a pointless leaf’s voice.
When the wind blows,
will it be disappeared?
It looks like a useless weave.
When I wake up,
it comes to me
and cover me.
It touches like a meaningless stove.
When people get together around it,
no point there,
ohhh, maybe just as a decoration
stilling there.
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Author:
Coliparity (Pseudonym) (
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