and she laid staring at the sky,
paved on stretched of heavenly flowers,
face that emits a soft light,
soft as morning dew.
solemn chant accompanying each heart which grieved,
soul that'd been gone would not go back,
dreams that flying without direction,
hung on the dark clouds,
the world singing songs of longing,
above the drops of a flood of tears.
ah, the unstoppable flow of time,
it darted like an arrow,
leaving only beautiful memories,
as I keep it,
will not be replaced even if the age grabbed me.
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