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I loved sitting with you I really did Your silent hospitality Never concealed any wisdom Or a bottle of Sake Many times yo..

Twilight undresses Tokyo And I cannot help but to recall The breaking of your voice As you craved for more The blazing color of red turn..

We dream of you Yet we cannot find you In this desert of love and sleep I saw an old monk Blushing in the sun The way men used to blush..

Put your bag by the door So I could see you leave With the world Hung on your shoulder The portrait of the young and beautiful is gazing..

Fields of sorrow from her eyes Left me with no choice But to confess that I have no answer And maybe then I loved her most " With no ..

You used to tell me secrets By sitting quietly on this wooden chair You used to teach me artistry By welcoming all seasons, all day..

Compartment 114
Compartment 114

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