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The moment of leaf falling down
My Zen blossoms from the earth
At pumpkin vine yellow flower blooms
Pumpkin reaps, yellow flower falls
Each day pumpkin grows
To learn speaking that baby starts
Away clouds took my hometown
Like wind was my confusion
The countless time and space
Drowned into the darkness
Mere the glow of a bunch flower
Make illusion to anchor
Do not search for me
I have been there
In the dusk of leaf swaying
At the night of flower fading
Pomposity vanishes
Winter arrives
I am a trace of cloud with no color
Wind is my journey
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