In order for this scenario to play out like it should,
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Fate must separate the two of us
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That feeling, like being in the presence of a goddess, is everywhere
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Like I'm inferior, I feel mocked just a little
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Right here, all I notice is my spirit heating up
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Now the two of us meet in this glistening time
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Each of us feels that, in the end,
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We cannot share in defeat, so we call one another "rival"
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Again, rushing through spring, summer, fall, and winter, to reach tomorrow
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Worn out, I throw away my pride
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What causes time to pass so quickly?
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My bonds with the sole thing I fight for enable me
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This feeling has just begun
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By my side, all I notice is my dreams becoming real
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The broken days in my heart are of a color I can't see
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Each of us accepts that, in the end,
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We cannot share defeat while keeping the ball in the air
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Now, dancing in the wind, flowers are flying high, to reach tomorrow
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Right here, all I notice is my spirit heating up
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Now the two of us meet in this glistening time
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Each of us feels that, in the end,
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We cannot share in defeat, so we call one another "rival"
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Again, rushing through spring, summer, fall, and winter
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By my side, all I notice is my dreams becoming real
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The broken days in my heart are of a color I can't see
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Each of us accepts that, in the end,
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We cannot share defeat while keeping the ball in the air
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Now, dancing in the wind, flowers are flying high, to reach tomorrow
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