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White road
Of snow
Of the white road
There's a footstep
Following in its footsteps
Now I don't notice yesterday I'll encounter before long
There's no way to do it anymore
I just want to stay here until the end
I just want to sleep until spring comes
Spring...
And in the end, green begins to sprout
Fly in the sky with reason again?
Walk inertia?
On a white road without snow
A very haunting image and
A very haunting image and feel Keisuke-san! Now that spring is here we are dreading the stin of summer heat. Or perhaps that is just me. There is then that 'white road without snow.' A pleasure to read. Much enjoyed.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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