October How is your day going When June starts with rain Who was I at that time? Rain is always happy The pull of his smile paints my envy Right where there are gray clouds Until October goes Of course there is only my story about you The weak door opens slowly He said rest But I insist Until the night sinks into darkness Sitting still reminds me How long has that question been hanging in the air Without being greeted by a comma As if that would be the end of the story The one without a groove, somewhere stretches out In that lost I was angry Angry because secretly you're happy While sadness is only in my eyelids
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