They're filling the street, as the golden days of May is commencing,
Along the Dotonbori's riverside, and under the sign-
Board of a triumphant man who're passing the finishing line,
The young guys are, hear and there, conversing in Korean and traveling.
(4th, Jun.,2023, Kinsley Lee)
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