In the winter field, you see the brand-new spring.
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I hold no illusions of the world, nor do I fluster
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Free from the world’s chaos, I keep my stillness.
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Spring is nothing special, except the one I’m in.
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Within these small spaces, I see boundless views.
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Once I believe, wonders arise.
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The whispers of time, the dancing of light.
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I hit the Pause Board and slowly passed your world.
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Before neon lit, she waited for a late encounter.
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Thought it would come late, yet it fades away instead.
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