[city] attribution

Lonely birds fly across the sky without leaving a trace

The falling snow fell on the fingertips, and it was cool – the inscription was inadvertently discovered.

I have lived in this city for 14 years.

Used to a busy life

Slow beat

Returning to the past

But very sick

Looking back at the old stone road

Only leave the sound of water

Reverberating in the deep alley

Going for a long time

lie on the floor

Open your eyes

Is a white sky

And the red glow of the horizon

Maybe

Such a city is my place of attribution.

After many years

Weeping willow leaning against the river

Sleep peacefully

[city] attribution

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