a flower that had started to bloom shook bashfully in the wind and
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I softly felt the breath painted by the sunlight from behind my eyelids
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the stream of clouds changes shape and becomes tattered
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I wonder if someday we will be able to find something that won't change tomorrow
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I'm about to catch up to my ideal very soon
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I'll arrive beyond the blurry mirage
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the skies are right nearby, yes, a handful of dream fragments
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are coming there soon so I begin to run now
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Fly anywhere, if you've entrusted your resolve in the endless sky
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just run forth at any time
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Yes sorry if it's the kind of promise that's written in a textbook
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when you find your own frame
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let's beat our wings toward the kind of future that stirs up our chests
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not yet seeing my own special place, I pinch my cheek
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having gotten off at one station and run, I wonder if this kind of distance was far
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I'm making my approach run, but I have a long way to go before I'm satisfied
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the tailwind before a dawn that still has a way to go before it's enough
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if things like dreams are always something that just has only one moment's chance
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I can't do anything but make my attempt right away Woh...
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Try it's useless to always focus your heart toward the insignificant past
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if you look toward the limitless path before your eyes
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Yes birds can't fly in the open sky if the wind isn't blowing toward them
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trouble isn't always the enemy
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let's cut through the tomorrow of our original selves
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Fly anywhere, if you've entrusted your resolve in the endless sky
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just run forth at any time
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Yes sorry if it's the kind of promise that's written in a textbook
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when you find your own frame
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let's draw miracles on an endlessly open field
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