Oh yellow sweater
our seasons are brief
your warmth once comforting
is now overwhelming
at night, you kept me
by day, I carried you
to sleep, I hung you up
but this morning
already the day was warm
I left you.
perhaps tonight
I will put you on
but soon
I will hang you up
once more
and not again
for some time
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