Chapter 519: , we are all tiny creatures
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――――――Autumn Reverie No. 47
The night is already deep.
The solitary streetlamp.
Like a piece without
Expression's yellow leaves
How I do not wish to.
Approach that which lacks.
Expression's brightness.
Walking in the tree's shade.
I think this way.
The wind continues to blow.
Autumn insects are still softly chirping.
Then let's approach the autumn insects.
Long time no see.
Tiny creatures.
Let's be together.
Singing the autumn colors.
Singing loneliness.
Because I am like you.
All are tiny creatures.
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