Look, this is too cold
I cannot sleep beside you, Let's just close the window
It opens to bamboo shrubs;
the house of ghosts that you're not afraid of..
Look, this is too sweet
I cannot breath beside you, scared to be excited
This morning could be the last time i see you
Before i go and disappear
The pink sunrise. The calling for prayers
The cricket choir. The sway of leaves
Cannot wait to wake up your pair of
Olive green eyes
Will you remember?
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