"FIRST SIGHT"
The evening sun is above,
Adam and Eve on the grass,
Eating the fruit while knowing the truth.
The wetness of soil, the yellow leaves,
No more there for a long time.
The smell of the fruit trees,
Imaginable thirstiness,
Now this the longest morning,
After the longest Friday night.
Day by day time is up,
People coming back from,
The homes by the seaside.
No more wearing the smell of,
The salty water, the barbeques,
Not only the sleeepless eyes 
but the forgotten umbrellas,
Standing on the bus stops,
After the short vacation time,
In the shiny Heaven.

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