Tuesday, June 12, 2012


I just need to be small, Dear.
Unnoticed like air.

I just want to vanish, Dear.
but  I still want to be here.

Or rise to the air, Dear.
And vigorously fly far.

I might escape for a year.
Take the chance to heal the scar. 

In time return again here.
So we can together soar.

Oh, It will be perfect Dear.
Fly among the shining star. 

Then please lead me home, Dear.
In case my mind turns bizarre.

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