Windows of Myself

Standard

Model

Shaped into life

Except “myself”

Exchange fake

To cursed

Shaking here and There

Dead end

Disguised despair…

Silent and

Spinning seasons

Through space.

LIFE

Star shine,

Come back

To the one woman!

Exchange!

Something is bulging

With joy, a gaze

A body sweet, shaped into love.♥

Wildly Loosely

Sprinkled into windows of myself.

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