I saw a blooming flower in the morning,
Night came and again I saw the blooming flower that I've seen in the morning.
As the world which was bright darkens, the beautiful colours became dull too.
I learnt this from the flower, which was fresh in the brightness (during the day) and fading in the darkness (at night)
That you had always been a flower back then.
When you were roaming precariously along the border between brightness and darkness.
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We Could Spend Rainy Days Together
PoetryA collection of Koo Junhoe's poems- translated from Korean, collected from across social media in hopes more people read his writings as he wishes, till he publishes his own book. ©juneeeeeeya
