The Sky Is Over*

The Sky Is Over*

So they say.

What do you?

Blossom Day*

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For some reason

I don't yet know

The show must go on.

For some reason

I can't yet think

The process must continue.

For some reason

I can't yet feel

The love must conquer all.

Processing is a fact

With or without an act.

It vanishes the old

Remember to be bold.

Consider to be true

Try to sail through.

Through the troubles

Through the doubles

through distinction

Avoid extinction.

Through time and space

I'm trying to replace

my everydays

with blossom days. ****

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