744.
Piercing each other’s
Co-existing souls, we soak
Daily rotes in love.
744.
Piercing each other’s
Co-existing souls, we soak
Daily rotes in love.
727.
Daily ebb and flow,
Although so much more these days,
Much more ebb than flow.
Today is the day
Once yesterday before,
Where did those days all go to?
I cannot tell now, anymore.
Today was the day
I did not want any more,
How long I have felt this?
I cannot feel anymore.
Today, delicate fray gone away,
Flight lands in tomorrow.
I have already exhausted
All of my sorrows.
700.
I tidy my house
For those seven hundred ghosts.
Guests do not visit.