Walking towards You-Tomb of the Martyrs
Live not for mediocrity, but for hope.
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Slow down the pace of progress.
Watching you quietly
Everything is so quiet.
Walking towards you
Azaleas in full bloom
Condensed with wet dew
Snuggle up next to you
My trembling soul
With the flowers after the breeze
reciprocate
Along your direction
Go up the steps.
listen to
A gurgling stream
Covered in blood
turbulent
bend down
A green leaf
Master new fields
for you
now
A drop of dew fell on my cheek.
Wipe gently with your hands.
I don't know if it's dew or tears.