The ghostly, white wind from the sky, the cold, dark moist of the earth;
Yet naught does the bitter heart slight.
Adrift, it wanders in hitherto exhaustion.
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
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青空の眩しさに 白雲はそっと、そっと揺れる ゆっくりだけど自分のペースで 自分の道、自分の輝きを目指す
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