Epigraph

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I hear you calling me

I recognize your voice,

But I don't look at you,

I can't remember who you are.


Will we ever see each other?

Will we ever meet again?


Lying on the grass

Looking at the sky and thinking about you

Clouds form drawings in blue

One of them resembles you

Despite of not knowing your face


Alone and sad

I don't remember the departing

I should smile just to have met you

But your absence is cold.


Someday we will see each other again

Someday we will recover.


That day I will realize it's you

Cloud drawings will make sense

I won't be alone and sad anymore

I will no longer feel the cold of your absence

Because I will be with you.


Will we ever see each other?

Will we ever meet again?


Song of flowers withering in exile

Bōmei-chū ni shioreru hana no uta

(亡命中にしおれる花の歌)

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