Sorry

Sorry,
my friend.
I thought I saw sunrise.

It is cold and silence,
with no light and warm.

I live here
alone.

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Sorry,
my friend.
I thought I heard flower blossom.

It is dark and humid,
with no end and paries.

I am standing here,
hoping springs coming .

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And you are there,
my friend.

I ran in haste,
fearing lightness would disappear .
Passing path that dripping my tear.

I grab with might and main,
trembling beauty bloom would die away.
Yelling crying that asonant.

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And you are there,
my friend.

You standing with unknown distance,
that I may not be allowed crossing.

Sky cloudy, eyeful shady.
Heartbreaking hearing screechy.

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Sorry,
my friend.
I thought I could be no lonely.

And still,
your journey will never stop.

And still,
I will stay where I belong.