Before bed

‘I didn’t have a fire
I am in the fire of the moon
I lit a white cigarette and sat in the fog!
-Who's there?

In the winter, the song of the birds was heard in the moonlight,
-Who's there?

The song of the bird's voice
Suddenly I turned black in the fog
The moon burns in the fire
I was ready to touch!

Are you ugly

Can't touch you
I said to the cry of my destiny, look
'I can't cry anymore!'

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