Like spring rain moistening spring

Derives a season of splendor

You, in my season

Smile brightly

My dream goes into the burning summer

Always in the most drastic way

Always in the brightest colors

Design has your tomorrow

Wistfully

Wistfully

Anxious gaze

Let your thoughts fly too far

Missing, withering into a tree

Withered into a mountain

Withered into bare grasslands

Withered into a tearful autumn

- September 19, 2010

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