Love with it's twist and turn, in the wind it vanishes. Like the Moon and the stars, behind the mountains it sinks, Love that is accumulated over a thousand years. In the Morning Fog deeply etched it is. As beautiful as it appears, fade away it must, in the vast sky i stand. Looking outto the ocean, my heart flows with the river, towards the depth of the sea. It slowly disappears.
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