Neshkoro pops by ko shin
sounds
woman’s voices
sing ancient texts
fresh water falls
journey
time to leave
autumn leaves falling
new life, old journey
What path?
no map, same path
no end, only rest places
the sun always comes
grace
the leaves fall
the creatures sleep
life is grace
everyone
An orange sun sets
evening cool
everyone is mine
freedom
red pork chop
little bugs
barf
ha, what a feeling...
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