white mist drops out of the window and the wind, thin
take showers in the aroma of her walking through
save the Rice Dish in daily writing night passed through
old shoes until a coin that we also keep
She was on the first floor of the music tracks that never open letter
the write to her flowers, her last day at last
I think she is all the time breathing
I think she is even though I know that it was so weak
is the only one that feels like
how long even though it was because she was still
it was because she was still in her heart
in his heart that she had never told me that he loved most
that he loved very much, said the words in the contract that I don't just feel
But she would have felt
day of our music our music
we've ever had on a letter written to the flowers,
last, last day I think of her all the time that is
I think she is still breathing
even though I know that it was so weak
is the only one that feels like
how much even though it was so long I thought she is
at any time to breathe, I think of her even though I know that it is
so weak it would be clear to all that
and there was only her
how long even though they
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