Reunion in the Central Highlands

The sunny days eventually fade away.

The wind swept up to the top of the clouds drifting across the horizon.

The road home leads in two opposite directions.

Going against the flow of memories, I sit and count the stars.

The Ba River flows gently in greeting.

Which way from Dak-Bla to the mountains do they meet?

An embrace that lasts forever.

The dense forest awaits the fading mist.

As the evening sun casts its red glow, it takes on a majestic form.

The person returning home gazes at the long day's shadows, lost in thought.

The sea and the forest retain their ancient colors.

Please give me those red lips, just in time for eternity...

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