When birds have their wings broken, when flowers have their buds cut off, when the sun is blocked by thick clouds...
I want to fly, I want to bloom, I want to radiate my own light!
I gave up on myself, time and time again.
I also long to be redeemed, even once.
If I fall in this world, please, please, definitely save me who is still struggling in another parallel world.
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