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Flute Was Quiet
Will not find like you.
Why do you bring
god in every symphony?
Pain heightens the silence.
The soloist smiles.
Will you wear a night belt
and walk on the moon
to gather the footprints of
first crime?
All I know was, nothing
is pure like sands. It doesn't
want to become stones.
Do you want to stand against
them in metropolis?
A song for you. You
come again to smother the
burning poem.
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