Clinging

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My life has already blossomed

But I came to be aware only

Of its fading.

So quickly the time has passed

Yet so much still remains.

It is too late for love,

But also too early for death.

A life without feeling,

Living without a self,

Is all that I still desire.

But this sweet music,

And every act of kindness

Have kept my heart a prisoner

In the human world.

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