With Memories!

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The merciless memories of dead spring,
Makes you awake in its tomb,
In the autumn of its dark roses,
You dance like a bird in a cage,
Free of her own will,
Free of her own pity,
Where you learn to live,
In the flotsam ranch of memories,
Just the way the bird did.

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