《When Fireflies Diminish | Poetry》5 | A Flower's Plea

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Oh, wind,

Please diminish my thirst!

Bring some grey clouds above

And let the soil drink.

For this coiling heat

Wants to kill all the greenery,

Turn this field into a desert

Filled with weeping nymphs.

Oh, wind,

Please hear my plea,

Caress us with coolness

Don't be so mean!

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