Yue Liu

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The six-legged flower
weaves its way into your future dreams,
one bloom, yet a multitude,
entwined, spreading across the land of oblivion.

I offer you the decay of forgotten notes,
no one left to play that vanishing melody
in this desolate expanse,
where decline and fragility intertwine in lament.

I give you the beauty of veins and rhythms,
destined to sink into decay’s warm embrace,
beneath a starry sky,
echoes of strings that remain unplayed,
searching for you in the crevices of time.

### @ Chatgpt 0.4