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A few copper coins
At the bottom of the Koi pond
Tossed there by Lovers making wishes
Cry out at night
Not when the kimono-clad Geisha comes to feed
Her orange and white fish
But when the Moon passes over their horizon
They remember the patina
Gifted their faces
From its gleam
And yearn for a new life
At the bottom of the Koi pond
Tossed there by Lovers making wishes
Cry out at night
Not when the kimono-clad Geisha comes to feed
Her orange and white fish
But when the Moon passes over their horizon
They remember the patina
Gifted their faces
From its gleam
And yearn for a new life