mon nuage,
will you rain on me?
will you rain only on me?
will you just let it?
i am barefoot, don't worry.
i've always been barefoot.
i don't think you can see me.
your eyes are still wide open.
peace is a heavy stuff.
i've been carrying it with me
for ages now.
i'd love to share it with you.
but i don't think you can see me.
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