Những dòng notein yêu thương của ai đó trở về Geeseand khi mặt trăng fillsmy phương Tây Chamberas Petalver DanceOver
someone’s senta loving notein lines of returning geeseand as the moon fillsmy western chamberas petals danceover the flowing streamagain I think of youthe two of usliving a sadnessaparta hurt that can’t be removedyet when my gaze comes downmy heart stays up
Orson Scott Card, Xenocide