breathlessly follow

Posted on by L.T.L.

in a world of duplicity,
the cherry blossoms flutter
like something unearthly,

we stop, and watch
the silent destruction, all
in pinks and whites, and
greens of the grass

that will commemorate our oblivion.

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Published by L.T.L.

i was born in the past century. i tried the living fast, but i failed to die young. from all the choices of study before me, i chose linguistics and languages. i am a stranger here, on this earth, on my way to seek my eternal home.