In the crack betweenspring light andspreading darknessa half-dead soulis dimly reflectedI compress my lips.Spring is springBreath is breathSoul is soulI compress my lips.
How far is it spreading?How far is it permeating?I have to wait.Once the crack closes I will have to open my lips.Once the tongue meltsI will have to open my lips.Never againNever again now.
Topic: Sad
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