the rain coloring the month of June
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poured down a long, long time
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which I'd kept waiting for forever and ever,
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vanished in the sound of the rain
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I cut the bangs which began
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to get long a little myself
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I'm sure the only one who noticed
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close enough that I can feel your breath
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the swaying flower falls apart and scatters
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touching fingers intertwine
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the thoughts which are dancing and swaying about
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seem to pile on top of the flower petals
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embrace me strongly without any hesitation
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because it's fine even if you hurt me or make me cry
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when my earnest wish which bloomed
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overnight overnight overnight comes true
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let me hear the drowned out words
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under an umbrella shared by the two of us
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the goodnight phone calls before going to bed
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had continued every night, but
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it changing to every other day
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started from that day, didn't it?
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I always knew that girls
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slender arms and big chests
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tears overflow, dripping down
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when the wish from that day comes true
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you promised "I'll take you to the ocean," didn't you?
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I will never, ever forget
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flower petals that are swaying, sway, swayed
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I finally understood that
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in the rain in the wind
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if it will finally wither, then bloom to the fullest
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because love that has bloomed will scatter someday
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the thoughts which are dancing and swaying about
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seem to pile on top of the flower petals
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embrace me strongly without any hesitation
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because it's fine even if you hurt me or make me cry
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when my earnest wish which bloomed
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overnight overnight overnight comes true
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let me hear the drowned out words
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will a withered flower never bloom again?
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under an umbrella shared by the two of us
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