Registered: September 2004 Location: Tampines Posts: 112
The autumn air is clear, the autumn moon is bright.
Fallen leaves gather and scatter, the jackdaw perches and starts anew.
We think of each other... when will we meet?
This hour, this night, my feelings are hard.
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