I close my eyes
But I see
See a big nothing! !
My sense organs are
But their accessories
And tools stop
As I need a thing
To concentrate
To think deep
I take your face
In all my imagination
As the poems of yours portrayed
According to the description
Of the wind
I get an image
And I deeply meditate

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