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tree sound in my ear,
leaf shadow in my face,
while a breeze hitting my face,
your way is darkness.
snowing inside me,
you are cold,
I said let me get you out of my chest
I’m afraid you’ll run away from me
time in the my hand,
what did we do in this time?
like heart of birds
we hurt each other,
my longing.. to the timbre of your sound