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thermalsatsumaEarly morning walk
Along rain scoured paths lit by
The dark of the moon
A secret language
That unlocks the mysteries
Of the universe
A well oiled blade
Cuts the air leaving only
The scent of jasmine
Along rain scoured paths lit by
The dark of the moon
A secret language
That unlocks the mysteries
Of the universe
A well oiled blade
Cuts the air leaving only
The scent of jasmine