To kindle my phantoms

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You had your head in the V

The window slightly opened behind the white drawn

Over the song of birds chirping in the cherry blossoms

Was the sound of silence

It was yours

And for a minute I thought it was mine too. 

Salt streams were pooling next to your left foot

And I swear we laughed for you

When the music would never come to a halt

Until the CD stopped

Oh, we never stopped laughing.

I remember you had your head in the V

And behind the curtain you saw me

Even if it was blurry

You reached forward to something soon to be found

But it was already gone

And I was already none:

A crumbled castle of bones

In the saddest shade of tones

And since the beginning you waited behind me

I just never turned around.

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