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 we sowed the remained 
words 
as flaky mountains
then 

saliva of words 
laid on a blank paper 
flowed into brook

mountains were wet

as pure poems never decayed,
as a green portrayed on leaves,
as a warmth of inner-saffron 
me jabbers the journey within  


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