If I'm to dry up completely and be crushed, at least let it be by you. I'm surrounded by beautiful flowers, but I would rather be close to you. This brittle happiness is short-lived. Things like that cannot be changed. My beloved, my beloved is simply you... I always relied on you, and every time, you would caress me gently. On days when there was no rain, you would give me water so I could live strong. But before I knew it, you disappeared. I'm still just one flower blooming in vain.
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