Sunken Poem

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Sometimes I wish of a fortuitous poem

but somehow I'm luckier in love than it.

But how flabbergasting that you master the art of devastating my naked feelings

when I can only see one star in the splitting welkin.

It was a little infinity started as a warm and sunny love

full of happiness and sadness

but suddenly everything has changed.

That little infinity we had is so unclear

and too far from happy ending.

And I sunk because the water inside me is not enough to grasp your hand.

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