Floating warmth, her cherry blossom smile,
Withered and lost to touch.
She fills my bowl, soothing nectar.
Regain your senses ,O heart!
This flower faded before you.
Floating warmth, her cherry blossom smile,
Withered and lost to touch.
She fills my bowl, soothing nectar.
Regain your senses ,O heart!
This flower faded before you.
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