We 63, my image

I stood early in the morning

Stand in the early morning of Qingxin

I began to straighten my body by myself

Hold up your own sky

And so—

And I saw the light of the sun again

When he saw the light of the sun, he poured out

Will my body

- Illuminate slowly

And so all the legends about me

We began the stage of re-devotion

The wind blows

solarization

Rain hits

Frost soaking

I'm still under my own sky

Shape your own shadow into-

A new image

I don't need my image to be majestic

I just want it to stand strong

Strong enough to be able to tower your own sky-

No more rocking from side to side

No more dusty

I knew I was going to get tired

I know I'm still going to feel wronged

But I'll always stand like that

Standing as a monument of its own

I know—

My image will one day be weathered

Weathered into fine dust

- Scattered in the vast universe

But I know—

My slenderness held up my own early morning

Hold up your own sun

Hold up a new beginning of your own

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