Take another step and one more
without gnawing anger in the heart.
One could have been attacked by a bear.
Oh, dear! A distant whistle in the ears.
A moment or two,
either the first move.
In a stance of hopelessness
an ache of any kind
makes an ugly mush.
The soft expression by the daylight reachs the corners
filling the state of nonexistence.
An unrequited love fills the balloons.
Long live the love's evidence!
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