UNTIL THEN
Until I'm able to write for love,
I will keep mute
Even on days when I feel pressured by actions
So that I won't sketch the wrong art-
this heart turned pieces scattered around seven hills.
For love is once,
Any other try would be the fear of loneliness.
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