Poignant
Somehow I'm holding
My breath, counting times
In an aquarium
Like the golden fish,
The knife has sucking blood
Under the bottom of the hand
Life cries.
The voice of the flying bird
Dissolved in the evening sky,
A naked tree
On the falling leafs
My heart sinks.
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