moonlight through the open window

"Friend,
what can I count on?"
"The brightly lit moon to define your sadness --
and your fingers, of course."
Just that, and moonlight through the open window.
Nothing else.
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On my old cactus,
the flower blooms just one day.
Oh sweet, lovely life!
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Do not remind the world that it is sick and troubled,
instead, remind the world that it is beautiful and free.
There …
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