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i'm feeling regret
sorrow and pain
my mind is no more entirely my own
the wind carries blossom
slowly away
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im austerer in my desires
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in this world
we are all mortal
like leaves from maples
we must glide
so is there any
sense in time
of blossoming
before we die?
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