”Rumble of time”

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Noises at the time of sorrow

The heart of a person who can be trashed without knowing

Inside my chest no one notices even though my heart is crying

People who can not afford to know not even the front and back

Loneliness of a sad smile returned with a smile

Always on the back of the smiling face I noticed

Loneliness is crying

A poet ~ Ｎow person …

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