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Monday 15 February 2016

She found me.

She is new as the morning sunlight,
Green as the spring leaves,
Gentle as the evening breeze.

She put me on the float like dandelion in air.

Her whole flips thousand pages in my brain.
An enormous newness I feel in my heart,
Ripples in my blood sweet and magnetized.

Autumn fall is my love.

And Like those music that sooth,
Nature that steal infinite sight,
She stole all of me.

And I am here one howling wolf.




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