.I was crying, a candied apple in one hand...
into the darkness of dead time.
"Mama, where are you Mama?" imprint your details in my eyes,
and hold you.
Gion Hill in August when the bugs chirp noisilly
and the store that sells folding paper fans.
The smiling Month of May this chi.
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