/////////////////////Yin and Yang only met
///////////////////////////////////each other once, in the peace
////////////////////////before creation.

//////////////////////This tale, too, carries
////////////////////////////////long forgotten memories
///////////////////////in an endless dance.

//////////////////////////Kaguya-hime
///////////////////////shed sunset’s royal mantle,
///////////////////////slipped into velvet.

//////////////////////Her shadow eclipsed
///////////////////the very heart of the world
//////////////////////and bathed it in light.

////////////////////////Today the cyclic
////////////////legend rewrote itself as
//////////////////////her pale silver eyes

///////////////////////swam in sapphire
/////////////oceans a lifetime away,
///////////////////////recalling nothing.

//////////////////////Although the story
///stirred some distant memory,
/////////////////////she brushed it aside.

////////////////////The dream of the world
///////////////////was written in Fuji’s smoke,
////////////////////and drowned in silence.


///////////////////////////////--完--

 

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