Through the dead valley I’ve seen
- Amongst the thorns and the spikes -
Sweetest cherry blossom flaming
Seeming purely divine
Blowing ever so discretely
(I just wished you could believe)
A trickery wind pushes you away
Into forged paths you can’t perceive
Wicked plagues rot upon thee
And it’s too much for me to stand
Spread your leaves throughout the world
Make your future yours alone
So that mourning shan’t be the end
Rise up, release your glory
Life offers us many treasures
Breathe in, rewrite your story
Savor all the simple pleasures
Maybe it’s time that I move on
And by this thought my soul ignites
From now on, I shall be gone
Becoming merely a darkening light
Akila Sekhet
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