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What Else Does It Mean
You did not tell me―
what did you want?
Departure was sad,
unceremonious, escaping
an epitaph.
My legs become heavy.
Unthinkingly, you
write on the wall with foggy hands.
The silhouettes tremble.
Who will break this
infernal cycle of reincarnation?
That means, we should redefine
the death.
Nonetheless
a creed is born.
You walk on the burning coals
to pick up the poppies,
a gift of torn love.
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