I hope I'll see you someday.				There is my summer in a heavy, humid air rising from 　　thick grass on a hot day.

Cute flowers are just like little girls' hair knotted. They're just like playing in the field.			You are a rare species in the old glacial period, so you must have been fascinating since then.

				I'm wondering what you think about, tilting your head.
Far away off , forever, in the sky.

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