Longing's Limbo State
Voicings; shatterings! Suffer
But one; but then. Aches.
Frailly-ghostly, nightly wails.
As the pine tree shakes.
So left, useless to console
My own lone heart, days.
Yet drawn to what may break it!
As the pine tree sways.
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