Why are you always watching me
all alone
not as beautiful as Cygnus
not as plentiful as the Sisters
since the very beginning it has been so
no fault of your own
rather, the blame is mine
I've left so many people behind
or perhaps they've left me
I have not grinning flowers
no habit of distributing happy looks
I'm usually silent before the sages
Silent like a cloud at dusk
I do not know
do not know what you want, really I don't
entwining acacia tree conceal the sky
I'd guess there will be many more nights like this
which is to say
I don't want you to be alone again
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