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Rain hits the window;
Your pillow is soft and dry.
Soon you'll wake, not now.
Peak of Yearn
Thousand miles apart,
Watching luminance of stars -
Lovers feeling close.
Ever-long Gaze
Silent Sentinel,
Motionless against the tide,
Watching the sunset.
The Silence
Red old Stagg guitar;
Melodies made from your strings,
But now they're broken.
Life in Nature
Rise up to the sky
At the last breathe of autumn -
Trees now exhaling.
