I was waiting for you on that slope.
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Farewell permeates our after-school rendezvous.
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As you turned around to my voice calling your name,
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I was gazing at you, not even aware of the end of summer.
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To me, who back then was weak, strange, and on the verge of breaking,
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you gave a pair of humble wings.
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As the sun sets in the darkening sky, I search for a faint light.
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If only I had been able to tell you that I loved you...
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The letter I wrote in the corner of my textbook
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never managed to reach its destination.
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In my heart, I was still waiting for you.
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I was waiting at some point in our restlessly passing days.
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Was I the one that had actually changed?
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Every face now looked unfamiliar and quickly sank away.
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"You can't blame people for being crafty or trying to smooth over their faults."
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These whispered words, having lost their destination, suddenly vanished.
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The stars, rising out of twilight's darkness,
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are gently illuminating my helpless present, just as how you did on that day.
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Even if our long held dream should be blurred or injured by the fickle wind,
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we will still hold on to what's precious to us and live through today.
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Even though I still feel a dull pain from the shattered glass shard pierced in my bosom,
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dazzling light is reflecting off that shard and sparkling in all directions.
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I walk on the long slope towards the town that's shrouded in evening's darkness.
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Your shards can always be found in this place.
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The constellation created by our joined hands
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will always be sparkling no matter how far apart the stars become.
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