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25. Red string

今晩は奇跡の時。
あなたと赤い糸を摑んだ、
抱き合った。

Is this the day the stars fall
From the sky
To the ground
Only to become
Dust
Once again?

When all that has been
Remains in the past
With closed doors,
And all that is to be
Waits in the rooms that don’t yet exist,
And all that is happening
Becomes part of you and me?

©Brindology with Ide Keishu & Jufri Annuar 2016
Original image by Jufri Annuar

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