Outside the window

Dust traces the path of rain on the glass.

Dust

Draw the path of rain on the glass.

dry, windy roads

reminiscing

The rows of trees cast invisible symbols into the sky.

where to pick up the sad

dreamy butterfly wings

and the pouring sunlight

place

Everything was quiet.

only leaves love each other

Thinking about a colorless future

Laughter amidst the noise

old squirrel

Eat up the dream.

VO MANH HAO

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