Sometimes

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This book is not an easy one

A translation of an ancient script

Something lost across the years

 

The rain beats on the windows

Spring branches tap their song

Full of unborn life in buds

 

Sometimes, just sometimes

Everything fits, no lost pieces

A puzzle that never was that

 

And the rain beats

Branches sing along

As words blur in perfection

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