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A spring wind blows
You took a trip. I smoldered forever
Uneasy and sadnessHope cannot be found out
I am buried in such a world
What do I want to carry out after all?
How do I wanna be?
Every day which anything does not have continues
And an answer is not found
It passes as usual at the time. And I will die
Where do I reach as it is?
While fighting that many are uneasy
Can I leave something?
Before dying the proof in which I lived
One day finishes today again
I meet nobody and do not talk
Suppose that I died now
Do you notice someone?
Do I disappear as it is?
