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Over the Gentle Hill a.

Over the gentle hill with cleanly streaming air breathing, gentle slope is beside me in daytime.




I came across you when I headed for the slope's destination on gentle hill, now I can look over from here.




Only you were trancendent over goodness or evil, but the thing could be the most wicked evil for anybody but me, but that's be the essence of love probably for anyone.




Lawless beauty and the sole happiness only trapped guy could taste, are all must be applied only with you.




Over the getle hill, you stay anytime but that from unknown to at least to me, but that'd be no problem, so far, because only seing your appearance must be now enough for me.




And just to me, seen paler blue shadowed moutaneous zone from here must match your staying there.




Once in my riding my bicycle time, once in a day, I can confirm your picture over the gentle hill. Of course, the day I can't watch your appearance could come to me, sometimes, that day usually to me is seen so that my anticipation is stronger, rather not so anticipating mind day, your presence could be confirmed, that impression is certainly in my mind, but it'd be only fantasy my mind could make.




Anyway, I in my mind, partially anytime have the anticipation around watching you and for body health coordination, I ride my bicycle around that so wonderful highway.




(Irregularly tobe continued)




Apr. 27th. 2022