As the water drops
So the time runs
As the cherry blossom
So does the rain come by
The narratives created
Cease the time to make it
Alas, Alas
The passage of time is short
With no regard to the
Expectations for the future
As the world is chaos and muck
Where a nudge is created
To see and understand
Everything goes by
Waiting for a new dawn
Hearing the chirping sound
Of the birds
As the sun rises
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