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...hanami...

i do miss you
red moth of the heart
beats against the cold luna lantern
in the time just preceding the light
beating's dying away
and the contours of branches
soften up
gently covered with dust of exhausted pulsations
i do miss you
you know
the morning today
will revive empty garden
while calendar leaps over season
i do miss you
transparent wings grow cold
sun infuses with color
the snowy canvas
i do miss you
the moth turned to crystal and broke
lucky charm
for reverting to children
forever
i do miss you
the branches are heavy with blooms
vernal air is filled with caresses
come and see
i'll present you this morning
a magical plea
to impossible wintery dare
hanami
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