Rain and morning are just two romance stories
stabbing you in the wild
or hug you in a sleep
then as rain
I explain you as a mattress
your base is clasped with dreams
where I am holding you without boredom
the reason I love you so deeply
then as morning
I screamed at the roar of the sky
carrying yellow rays
and we form a new romance
ah, the rain and the morning were tinged with rage
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