Like mist leaves no scars

Like mist leaves no scars
On the dark green hill,
So my body leaves no scars
On you, and will leave none still.

When wind and hawk encounter
What is there left to bar?
So you and I encounter,
Then turn away, begin to sleep.

As many nights endure
Without a star or moon,
So we remain
When the other goes away, withdraws.

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