I traced with my tired head the trail of my dream.
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The ideal that I have realized is right here.
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Although sometimes I feel constrained and helpless,
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is this feeling actually a luxury...?
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I know very well that I can try my best again tomorrow like always.
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I'm send my thoughts flying towards the dazzling season.
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The number of perpetual things may be very small,
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but still, shrouded in the same light,
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even though I'm still unskilled,
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I'm hugging my boundless dream tightly.
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When I stay quiet, time also quietly flows on,
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as though to give me some peace that I don't seem to get enough of.
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There is a new ray of light waiting in my heart's crevice;
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what color might it be?
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I will slowly take it in. My own scenery has already started changing.
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The feeling of tenderness from my friends and family is softly emitting
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a sweet scent into my changing present; this has never happened before,
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I will learn a lesson every time when I stumble.
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Yes, I must grip the dream in my palm tightly
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so that I wouldn't accidentally spill it.
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I'm send my thoughts flying towards the dazzling season.
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The number of perpetual things may be very small,
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but still, shrouded in the same light,
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even though I'm still unskilled,
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I'm hugging my boundless dream tightly.
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