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There is a mist
In Hibiscus,
The mist is blue –
Oiseau Bleu!
There is a kiss
On a bell dress
Written with water,
There is home.
There is a message
On pieces of petals,
Covered with pearl dew –
Tears are cold!
There is the sun rising
Behind the forest,
Like a plant,
With a chevelure
Of shaking gold curl.
