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for five million minutes

that is almost ten long years

i have neither seen your silhouette

nor heard or heard of your voice

but in the closet of my heart

i have been dusting your name

my most pleasant pain

and my most painful pleasure~

for myriads of moments to come

be that as long as ten thousand solid days

i will never seduce my hand to reach you

nor even to search your silent site (if any)

yes, it is enough to simply assume

we are still in the same world

although a whole universe apart

your home remains in my soaked soul

and my soul remains your humble home. ♥

poem copyrights belong to Changming Yuan. I do so love this poem.