Yester Night
Flow Of The Wind,
Started As Never Ending.
How To Say?
Think All The Day,
What To Think?
The Thick Dust
Faded In Rain.
In Twilight,
The Song I Sang,
Like A Riddle,
Come And Look,
How Ages Have Gone,
I Had To Leave In Mid.
Tonight Turn It Right,
Remember It Happily,
Alternatively, Forget Happily.
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