In the valley of love
how would you survive, O fading
moon? You gave me the pain of night.
A firebrand has written
something indelible to ignite the blaze
of separation and withdrawal.
Bloom hour, the bud shouts.
Your smile is like a jasmine nailed on black
wall. My adoration of a fairy was super.
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