At its margin, I'm up to contemplate.
The resonance of his essence comes to me. 
Watch you: every step, every movement, every action than you are.
I can only get the margins.
I can only receive your resonance.
As a distant sound. As a spectrum.
A ghost. 
I become a ghost too. 
In its coast. 
As a meditator. 
Monk. 
Mental energy. 
Silence. 
Meditation. 
Contemplation.
Follow you in thought. 
I scattered to the wind. 
Come your perfume. smooth. 
feed my spirit. 
I dispersed with the wind at its coast.
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