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Under a deep blue starry night
there is a field of purple lilies
smelling sweet yet intensive and strong.
Within that endless scenery…
sits a man with cheeks as red as the roses he carries and eyes as blue as the night sky.
With his back to the world
He’s patiently waiting for her.
The cold surrounding his body makes him shiver and his eyes watery as if trying to proof his beholding of stars in there
A pitiful man, but he won’t budge
Desperately fighting against his perishing tears
Reflecting in the bright full moon’s light.
(Something peeks out of his pocket)-twinkling as loveable as the milky way now harboring on his eyelashes.
Cry lonely man, cry!

She’s gone





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