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Running water reflects everything but cannot reflect one's own destiny.
Vine, stubbornly looking for support but confused in the direction of progress
Has anyone ever remembered the shining stars in that corner of the chaotic world of Death?
One is like a flying light, the other is as graceful as a startled dragon.
The raindrops fall, only adding to the sadness
Withering is the future, blooming is forgotten
Our story takes place after the rainy season and before Tumi...
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