My Place
what makes my world silent is
the same scent of yours
your words having inspired me
no matter how miserable we have ended up
the scene of the winter in those days is still my treasure
we can't see each other anymore
because we had someone else know the way we were
how sad it is
camellias fall off to the ground
with the way they look
determinedly
I wish I could be like them
bleeding
I try to stop it rolling on the skin by licking
it is my love for you that I love myself
Yes
it is love where I can especially unload my difficulty
to be recognized
to be known
my way, my love
the way I have been
poem by Wabi Sabi
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