The story of one year
Summer
The breathtaking speed
Makes me forget that I'm your
Random passenger
Words make me feel good
From their letters I can build
Pieces of your name
Sunny veranda
I know you couldn't care less
The last warm morning
Fall
What is poetry?
Inferior substitute
For being with you
Smell void in the air
Walking through the beautiful
Colors of decay
Tired of many masks
I'd show the world my true face
If it existed
Winter
Hesitant fingers
Count those who truly love me
Aging begins there
Creaking back and forth
Rusty gate in the desert
Dry wind blowing through
Cold dullness of dusk
Vague contours in the dim air
No daylight to save
Spring
New leaves are coming
Old leaves still cover the ground
How strange to see both
Bringing fresh flowers
To the tombstone of my dream
Always makes me smile
The eyes of a friend
Say that I am not alone
Who could ask for more
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