One day
when the cold wind
passes through my ears
with no whispers of despair
One day
when the scorching sun
passes through my temple
and I no longer tremble
One day
when the flower blossoms
and the fragrance sweeps me away
but with the courage to live for another day
One day
when the empty house
reminds me of a person
that I was to become one day
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I shall be freed
from your spells
wherein every color
and in every delight
you make me wonder
if it's all fabricated
if everyone's in disguise
putting their best effort
to have me believe
there's no such thing called 'LIFE'.
