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                                            If I stand up again and start running, dizzy from this light
                                            Run hard, flap your wings again, and surely you'll be closer to victory
                                            The fate you stand to discover is not yet clear, entangled
                                            
                                            Smile at me, and take my hand
                                            With you, I can draw a dream
                                            
                                            The palette smeared with the blue of a taking-off wing
                                            I realize, as I grow up, the blue of you and me
                                            Even the fragments of regret that scream out from that single word
                                            Somehow it all seems foolish-the past of colored tears
                                            
                                            The more you struggle, the more your legs tremble-were you prepared for that?
                                            
                                            Another time: If I stand up again and start running, dizzy from this light
                                            Run hard, flap your wings again, and surely you'll be closer to victory
                                            The fate you stand to discover is not yet clear, entangled
                                            
                                            Smile at me, and take my hand
                                            With you, I can draw a dream
                                            
                                            
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                                            The palette smeared with the blue of a taking-off wing
                                            I realize, as I grow up, the blue of you and me
                                            Even the fragments of regret that scream out with that single word
                                            Somehow it all seems ridiculous-the past painted with tears
                                            
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                                            The more you struggle, the more your legs tremble-were you prepared for that?
                                            
                                            Another time: If I stand up again and start running, dizzy from this light
                                            Run hard, flap again, surely you'll move closer to victory
                                            The fate you stand to find is not yet clear, entangled
                                            
                                            Smile at me, and take my hand
                                            With you, I can draw a dream
                                            
                                            Delete the misguided care, and its true nature
                                            The wounds I gave, thinking back now, are probably my own
                                            You'll shield your numb toes and regret it
                                            Sure, I'm weak too, but it's better than just crying
                                            
                                            Ripples and the sun, the world is like a game
                                            The voice of the start calls again
                                            
                                            How many times now? If I keep shouting, "wait, don't go," will it somehow work?
                                            I smile, and you glare, clenching that arm with all my might
                                            
                                            Even you would understand, fed up with exaggerated lies
                                            You cry out, and grasp that hand
                                            I'm surely dreaming
                                            
                                            Another time: If I stand up again and start running, dizzy from this light
                                            Run hard, flap again, surely you'll move closer to victory
                                            The fate you stand to discover is not yet clear, entangled
                                            
                                            Smile at me, and take my hand
                                            With you, I can draw a dream