An ordinary morning, the everyday days taken for granted.
Even though the sky is dazzlingly bright, I am
A wind passing the shore makes me squint a little.
"Not someday," but starting today I decided to change.
Reflecting my short-cropped hair,
I wave my hand at the tears that sparkle.
Now, a new season begins.
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An ordinary morning seems to glitter.
I realized it: you were always there.
I chose for my short hair
A small, favorite pin that sparkles.
See, we welcome the new season.
The city is now starting to shine.
The wind, softly swaying my hair, too.
Now, a new season begins.
We are reborn anew.