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Wraith
There in the calmness of the river, surrounded by white cogon grass,
I wandered and sat forlornly near the shore.
And I found you lying down and stuck in a reverie.
Figuring out why you are in a wayfarer's venture.

It was 'you' who went astray.
And it was 'I' who went to chase your specter.
I certainly need to hold on for a little longer.
Before your phantom leaves like a burning paper.

Like a lost will-o'-the-wisp, your voice was twirling.
Your flame, which ignites at the deepest hour, is all I can see.
The fiery embers we lit made the atmosphere warm.
And my eyes dilated as you left my vicinity.

I can't feel the iciness in my body.
But I do feel the frostbite seizing my endearment.

© Havoc