silently mocking the crowded memory
of the gorgeous fairy
which never showed up
even when the joy blew up
say
in this lonely melody
all those dancing sparkles stopped
hearing a shout from the extended paddy
and the rain stealthy dropped
what would be denied
if there's no more shadow followed
by greedy gleam
please say
say it
that nothing will not be laborious
when the arc is curious
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