In the rainbow circuit,
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There exist countless words.
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Even if it's just half,
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If I'm here, I can proceed.
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Again begins to speed up.
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Erasing even the petal's shadows.
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I'm fine, even if the road isn't very big.
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Breaking into a run, I dive into the miracle.
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Gazing upwards, I wave my hands at the light.
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Joining together these non-ceasing feelings,
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Towards a quivering tomorrow that draws nearer,
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Towards a musical future that fills my dreams,
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Wherever this brand new sky takes me,
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It is a sign of my tears ending.
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The unconscious melody,
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Becoming like the wind,
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Makes the gaps in my memory,
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Continue to long for that moment.
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The airy illusion floats before me.
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If I can press onwards, surely I will be alright.
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I take the urgent hopes that pile up,
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I take the time that guides and passes us by.
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And in the glass, if they pass through, it comes to mind,
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I take the counted and bundled emotions,
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I take the widened and colored smiles,
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Because every time the clear sky embraces them,
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I feel as if I can make a fresh start.
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The murmuring premonitions become a small vision.
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Someday, I want to be honest about this secret.
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Flowing out, drawing, and opening up,
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Reflecting, ringing, and turning around,
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Even if it's a small lie, through those fingertips,
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Separating, breaking, and running,
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Returning, satisfying, and singing,
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And if I rescue the faintly distant days,
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Breaking into a run, I dive into the miracle.
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Gazing upwards, I wave my hands at the light.
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The interweaving orb calls me.
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Towards a quivering tomorrow that draws nearer,
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Towards a musical future that fills my dreams,
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Wherever this brand new sky takes me,
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I will soar high without limit.
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