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May 3
An arrow that missed the target
The eyes are sadly looking at the forest
As the birds in the forest fly up
The time of misfortune also flies up

Cassia Seed Tea

A sea of ​​fog that blocks the future
The arrow that fell on it
misses the target
And heads towards me is no-thing.
Yonah Jeong
Written by
Yonah Jeong  61/M/NJ
(61/M/NJ)   
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