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Are you awake sun
I'm alone on this bench
Waiting for the blooming light to come
And throw away, all lonely
Open up, your beautiful eyes
Your charm never goes away
You will always be prayed for
Along with the approaching morning
Remember you about last day
When you and I sit here
Writing dreams on leaves
Then suddenly the rain came
I often remember
The beauty of togetherness
The first time, when you were real
The first time, before you were gone
