Where are you?
With what light
Could I come into your garden?
With the past time’s light
Which inside me
Roots of death has weaved
Where are you?
On what way
Could I feel the light of your beauty again?
Where are you?
Why have you left
Taking such a long, endless way?
What were you thinking
Much hoped love
The sky’s customs might be too clean
Could I ever meet you again?
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