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Step by step, I softly tread my way,
Upon this path, the sun casts a gentle ray,
Tracing my silhouette in a joyful way,
Its warmth embracing, as if to say:
"Good luck."

In rhythm with my steps,
A harmony blooms in the air,
A chorus of birds unveils a melody,
Its name, a song of "Falling in Love."

A flash of crimson dances, sparking the scene,
Drawing me close to sip its fragrance,
I...

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The Moonlight in a Peaceful Corner

Have you seen the moon shining gently tonight?

Do you like the shadows it paints?

 

The moon shines upon me, 

As my feet touch the earth in this peaceful corner 

I can feel the softness of its light

I can see my shadow dancing with joy on the ground

 

The moonlight in this place 

Creates a painting of happiness 

Amidst the silence of life

 

I like this 

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When That Little Boy Is in His Solitude

The little boy has cloudy eyes, yet no tears ever fall. 

The little boy often hides his voice behind a faint smile. 

 

The little boy grew into an adventurer, 

Singing along with the howling storm, 

Fighting the thunder that echoed across the sky, 

Confronting the sun that burned the horizon. 

The little boy has bones of steel. 

The little boy could be anything those...

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From Your Little Moon “Dear Mom..”

Dear Mom... 

Every morning, the warm scent of rice from the cooker stirs me awake, 

The rhythmic echo of your footsteps, back and forth,

Followed by the sound of boiling water pouring over coffee in a cup,

Truly, it becomes a harmony I always long for, 

And, a melody I always wish to hear,

It is etched clearly in my mind.

 

Dear Mom... 

Your voice through the phone...

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The Last Carriage

I sit on the waiting seat on the station

Not alone

Many friends are waiting as well

We share the same destination

 

Not long after, the train arrives

I look at my ticket,

"Ah, not my train," I say

Some friends board

They wave their hands

We exchange smiles

I'm left with the unfinished puzzle in my hand

 

Not long after, another train arrives

I look at my t...

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