In the Morning

When droplets let your face
to smile at you
opening the new day
around new hopes
idolizing glory days
shall happen again
you dream

When wet grounds after the rain
you walk through on bare feet
nostalgic past keeps alive in memory
be the mirror of
present days

Opening the curtain around your bed room
waving goodbye
all sadly sad nights
in the morning
in the morning

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Memory Remains

At the cross-road
the Southern junction
couple of lips bore on smile
never found before

but not too alien
the long memory arose
the true contents of mind

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