Poems Against Pneumonia | Waiting for Your Safe Return
Written by/One Dust
Wind, a gust following another
That bat, dragging a broken wing
Flitted, adding to this winter
a colder chill
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Don't complain because one door remains open
without making a mess
become a bud in full bloom
The sky, still so blue
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Believe in those soldiers rushing to the epidemic areas
and the white angels guarding the posts
will dispel the gloom and bring spring flowers
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