Solitary silence at night decays
For the trees heaves rapidly here
Crickets cry in the absence of rays
And the wind blows just bathing in a river
Now the displeased stars hide in the sky
Thundering compels my eyes to open
And the lightening above me often shy
And the lightening above me often shy
Are better than my palm's line-section
She has left me just like the stars-fair
Her unperformed promises thunder on me
Light lines remind me her entangle hair
Her warm breaths have been cold like that tree
I'll ask her in dream why the promises didn't she keep
So to meet her, O my all friends, please let me sleep
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