Triolet Poem by Hima chan

Triolet



Farewell, sweet stranger... my love, my joy,
for the love I had carried for you is gone,
having faded forever into nothingness.
Farewell, sweet stranger... my love, my joy,
I had given myself up
to the inevitable truth of eternal loneliness.
Farewell, sweet stranger... my love, my joy,
for the love I had carried for you is gone.

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