Even if my heart is choking I find a way to get it
But you're drowning.
How many mornings did I wake up
I'm listening to the confusion
Nobody knocks on my door Why am I someone who loves cats
I know i am
I'm not satisfied without cat and love
At the deciduous end of my days without such resistance on our most complicated path
If I don't resist the rain and the cloud is quiet the night before the morning preparations, if you don't resist
Denying three lonely cats above the clouds without knowing their names
Strolling on orchids
When they have the right to fly like a sparrow while breathing like you and me
Nobody is sweeter than this bird
Blue and bluebird in paradise
That ties a bead to each feather
The roofs were orphans, the streets were like stepchildren without cats, now I'm like a stupid gazelle lover Ahu, without the eyes of chimpanzees jumping from branch to branch.
Count me as a lonely necked cat, somehow I have a mouth and no tongue. This was not a story.
I said did you listen to me, nobody looked at me
Should he hide or say; everything is empty
There was neither that house, nor that day, nor the cat. Except for muddy rivers
I look like a shore in the shade of red tiles
on the scattered roofs of his village. And in the spring chaos of rain clouds
Birds were placed on the shore of a passing lake, no one left anymore, the silence swallowed all their joyful voices
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