Men dance no longer visible
because the twilight has gone away
what's left, Rona's hose at the end
ranum ... Like a rose between the dark.
The pace is now halted
right at the junction where the foot stands
swinging, circling the streets with a star gazed
that blinks.
Whispering waves of snow on the moon
ask when it's hot
because it wants also the white blobs to melt
flowing through the halls full of stakes.
*But the moon ran slowly tudingkan star show answers "when does night change?" And somehow long missed love, just wait for the return time ....*
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