… Since I have detached from my root
Solace has become a spoiled fruit.
I search adventure in pain
Then I withdrew of my own blooming chain…
… Since the yellowish sun rays over waves
Have faded away and the billow raves
Pain has raised me for years…
… Thirsty plants were drowned in water
When my uproarious soul caught in clutter!
Thinking of years, how they have passed!
… When the autumn filled the world with mist
The glimmer changed colors in strange twist.
My blood turned inward with anguish!
… And then it came you calling me to a different path.
You were a friend with so much wrath.
And I broke my silence, we mingled.
… The exalted night gave us magic, became short.
Our sights lost ambiguity of that sort.
And sun’s colors were unveiled…
… Like an old, forgotten song, I became afraid.
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