Autumn Song Iii
Mystically
The twilight obsessed me with a thought,
Burst the clock
Through the evening ether.
I felt,
I want to touch you
Like a dew-drop
flowed over your whiteness,
To disappear in happiness,
To sink in a magical fall.
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