Jun De - Apprehension
Lim Jun De
Time and the bell have buried the day, the black cloud carries the sun away.
Will the sunflower turn to us, will the clematis
Stray down, bend to us; tendril and spray
Clutch and cling?
I’d rather keep silent and proceed.
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