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The Divine Bird

A butterfly flew away from my backyard
Never came back
Occasionally I would think of
Her graceful figure
More often
I standing at the window, waiting for
The divine bird that has never appeared

Please Take Away Your Doubt

Please take away your doubt, stranger
I do not yet intend to tell the truth to the people
That day will be no long
When the vessel finds a new course at midnight
The Stars will open the curtain for the ocean