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You were born, you met me, you were anxious about spring, and you spent autumn.
In the process of following after my memories, I recognized for your innocent photograph that I didn’t know even seasonal changes after all.
Nowadays, the moonlight was only reflected in you who became quiet.
“The world is always unreliable”, I sighed like that, but in the same breath I suggested my expectation.
On the night I got no response at all,
I held one life that became cold calmly again.
You were born in snow, you always laughed, you avoided rain, and you stayed here.
It is only your warmth which I felt until a while ago to be reliable.
“What’s so sad?”, even if you ask me, I grieve about nothing.
Maybe the sun only has gone away.
Contrary to my dim hope, I saw the very natural chilled setting sun.
Even if I’m left behind alone, it’s strange to say “good-bye”.
Maybe the sun only has gone away.
I met you accidentally, I loved you quite naturally, and I saw the setting sun.
OK, I’m already smiling.
