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In the end, we must not gather other fates and scatter fates, and dreams go to dreams without stopping. The wind carries the spring with the flowing water, and I don't know how to find each other near and far, and how much to do. Only sighing at first sight like old knowledge, The late leaves mourned the flower song. Tears on the branches

author:Little Yoshiyama

Farewell

Fate gathers and scatters fate, dreams go to dreams and dreams do not stop.

The wind carries the spring with the flowing water, and I don't know how to find each other near and far,

A few more.

Only sighing at first sight like old knowledge, The late leaves mourned the flower song.

Tears on the branches, weeping in the branches, even though heaven comes to earth,

It has to be said differently.

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