Oh, my lovely one,
It has been a long time,
since you have gone
in the past summer time.
It was just merely two years
as the summer disappeared,
but why it seemed like
you have apart for a thousand years?
See, if you leave,
it brings me tears.
See, if you stay,
it finds nothing and it is empty.
I’m afraid to think of you,
at the same time,
I’m afraid too, forgetting you smile,
which was glory enough
as the morning glory.
Oh, I see, not only tears will be gifted,
I’m losing my gift too,
in the maze i used to,
and whom will I bother? There is no border.
Time kills but time heals too,
but time kills faster than it heals,
perhaps, there is only time
and time alone can tell.
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