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Thursday, September 13, 2012

HITOMARU: My Translations to English


Not combing my morning hair,
so lately pillowed in his hand.



Dim in the mist of morning
off the shore of Akashi:
the island hiding the boat
upon which sail all my thoughts.



Walking past my door
unglancing: how she tells me
so then, die of love.

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