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The Window
Traversing Alone
Yearning like a flower
looking to tilt its face
toward sun,
only night clutches the world
in loneliness,
when neither moon
nor stars are out.
Dark opaque clouds wrap up nothingness
into an empty package.
But I still want to open it to make me strong.
Mountains
The Battle
Forget a While
Allow singing violins
to fill you, lift you up.
Float into great sky,
each breath a colorful cloud.
Wonders grow in merriment;
laughing is the sun
blowing kisses.
You are still you,
but as an invisible balloon.
Sometimes When I Walk
Contemplation
