lovely floating weather
like a floater in my eye
that made me cry
look for her and she’s gone
look away and she returns
i can (sort of) see her face
it reminds me of a thread
blowing in the wind’s tears
returning with the floater
flapping about like anger
when i close my eyes the lights
red lanterns on a lonely shore
she is there i know the waving
like the floater floating
and in turning returns
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