Aurora

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Oh! You have awaken so early, and you are too angry, your eyes are red, throughout the night in search of love, you remained crazy, with your unkind back towards me, leaving trillions of your lovers, in a procession lead by a naughty shining youth, with your kind front towards my friend, your parting message on a blue canvas, an abstract red painted art, the whole day I tried to understand it, while you were playing the game of love, with a western lover, in a weak moment your eastern lover forgot you, just like you, in the same weak moment when you forgot the east. I loved a Goddess, Venus is her name. And I could not remember you whole night. I had shown your painting to your old bright father, He became too hot and angry, he said, "Look at it again, are you colorblind? " To my surprise, it was a blank blue canvas! But when you left a painting in the west, and turned your lips towards east for a kiss, I understood your abstract art, it was a promise of coming back.

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