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you me and the cherry blossom weathen returns after being swayed by the wind as if I woke up from a long dream the sky I looked up at is pink...
the footsteps left in the days I chased after are treasures more important then anything else...
I loved you I loved you who created a colorful smile that soft spot to the right that only I knew about...
the steep hill I ran through wanting to see you and our shadows in the corner of the park remains unchanged...
