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Uncanny Feeling
It was a strange experience
coming out of the body
to understand the death.
And I watched a train
whistling by―
then I understood,
time will not wait for me.
I started running
against the moon―
to forget the empty dream,
catching a fever.
I am still burning―
in grass, collecting
the dew, falling
from the misty night.
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