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There is a moon in the sky

It should be warmer

But why is the cold not abating?

It's winter

I am back

Very late

Lingered outside for a long time

Gently

Because of you

I can't even hear the footsteps

I'm afraid

I'm afraid you're still worried about me

I'm worried about people who have run away from home like me

Sometimes there are a few stars in the sky

It was you who sent men with torches

Search for my whereabouts

None were found

I fell into the deep valley

Right now

I came back alive with tears in my eyes

You can see it from the glass windows

Soggy

I thank you

Still waiting for me

"The Song of Things" poem, additional prose I'm back in the hand, please wait a moment,

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