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A Memo Written on the Wind

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Sakura.

Your face blushes,

your perfect clothes,

your perfect pose,

completing this temporary scene.

Young and old gather beneath your branches,

hoping to seal your breath in a frame.

Indulging in instances of bubbling mirth where the armor drops

just enough…

Your petals cast themselves off and your soft mouth closes,

a memo written on the wind.

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