Cherrytree blossoming

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One week, only one week and it is over. And it is so beautifull, amazing, fragrant and fragile.

Passing in a fast pace… Short living beauty…

Deep pain in my soul.

No, it is not the pain of passing, not the pain of passing away.

It is the pain of non-existence.

Deep pain in my soul.

Blessed moments, friendship of the eyes and flowers.

Sinking back into non-existence.

Non-existence of firendship, non-existence of flowers, non-existence of eyes.

What is left when the light is back to its sun? What is left when the toughts sink back to emptyness?

Deep pain in my soul, blessed by sacred flowers of eternity and emptyness, blessed by the beauty of cherrytree.


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