There was nothing I could read from the motion of your lips
There is nothing I can touch you in a warm hug
but the sight of your eyes
still as I had seen four years ago
eyes that had once plunged me
in the dimensions of love limitless space and time
such as grasping basic
which was also touched
and still remember very well
how I was tortured
such as prisoner
when I realized
you will not I have
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