Race · Rain · Road

Subtlety

Sometimes our soul is very thin
in front of the greatness of life.

Sometimes you can feel someone’s heartbeat
while holding his palm close to your cheek.
Sometimes… well sometimes life is very short,
and we must cross the bridge,
and we must open the door,
and we must catch the leaves
before they descend into frost.

Yes, sometimes our soul is so very thin,
while we slowly fall in love.

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