echo of tears clear like dewdrops
you're so close - can't you feel it?
a faint scent that I can't explain
slowly embraces the forest
my breath that will soon fly to you
still circling you without words
poor little heart to dust-colored lake
wind and air and tree's whispering
I grabbed a warm hand
my breath that will soon fly to you
again fly
to your hands
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