Waiting for the night, welcoming the day, cleaning during the day, praying at night; leaving the hustle and bustle, looking for troubles, the ends of the world, and whims.
Is anyone here? Who's coming? I said hello, you said excuse me; neither late nor early, thousands of miles away, just the right time.
Where to look, where to look. Everything is fine and there is no shortage of worries.
I have seen a tsunami, but not your smile; I have captured a flying bird, but have never touched your feathers.
If not, that early morning, I said hello and you said bother me; if not, my flowers and plants were blooming just right.
Where to look, where to look. Everything is fine, no shortage of worries...
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