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Azalea

When you leave,
weary of me,
without a word I shall gently let you go.

From Mount Yak
in Yongbyon,
I shall gather armfuls of azaleas
and scatter them on your way.

Step by step
on the flowers placed before you
tread lightly,
softly as you go.

When you leave,
weary of me,
though I die,
I'll not let one tear fall.

Kim SoWol