We stand on the platform of lost desire,
above the rift in our emotions,
we are immersed in the depths of
our fragrant memories,
we are caught in the
methodical dance of change.
We stand on the platform of lost desire,
the canopy of heaven is rich
with its enthusiasm of stars,
our spirits still nimble and joined
are more adept at change than
our feeble minds could ever know.
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