The sun was scorching
so blatantly
I spent my daytime gazing into your eyes
to keep myself distracted
...signs of repetitions and inconsistency
was just what was played from the surveillance tape recorded
If only I could forget about the world
take your hand
and dive into the deep blue sea
...that is how I came to miss you
Vision of a faded picture taken
slipped into the one-third slash of a book
your knock was soft as a petal
a mere fragrance there was
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