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HakoneI never wanted to leave that place
what if I ran away-
gone forever on those mountain tops
lurking on the highest peak.
Watching buses and trains weave
through the houses, and the crying streams
that flow and float down the mountain
To lower places
where the tears can collect,
in rivers and lakes and oceans and seas,
so you can bathe and frolic
With the rest of the people,
in piles of emotion to swallow your own,
to disguise your own crying eyes
that long just to be able to look up at the sun
to look down on a crowd
and contribute to the sea
with your own salty tears,
like a proud cloud.
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