In the wine bottle of spring
In the flash of wave center
A secret hidden in the world
A hundred years later, it's still hidden
Blind time has deep meaning
I only wish you were yourself
A moment of joy, swing away
It's a half life ripple
Care about industry and books
On childhood and kuju
We start from our respective universes
Redeem oneself
There are thousands of questions in the world
Run away from each other
Of all the misunderstandings, you are
Beautiful aphasia
Rain when migratory birds pass
Green at the end of the four seasons
When the unknown becomes the law
I'll be your poem
You are the truth in doubt
Sudden and unpredictable loss
When it's all, it doesn't make sense
You become the meaning
In the wine bottle of spring
In the flash of wave center
Like a secret hidden in the world
A hundred years later, it's still hidden
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