if this is not the end of oblivion

January 10, 2003 friday - 22:42

aware to mo
iu beki hito wa
omooede
mi no itazura ni
narinu beki kana

surely there is none
who will speak a pitying word
about my lost love.
now my folly's fitting end
is my own nothingness.

-

fukaba fuke
hana wa sunda zo
aki no kaze

blow if you will,
fall wind.. the flowers
have all faded.


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