Unknown
Unerasable
Unerasable

Still remains
Still remains

that shadow when the wind blowed

When the little rain dropped

Still here
Still here

Static

Symphony... 

Deep down into the dark night

Prays flow away...

The wind blows

The water drops

Now

here

Touch the sky with the white hand

Turn.. into grey

But still... Clear white...

Sky turns into blue... Violet.. blue... again...


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