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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