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Land of the morning
Great history and beauty
How I remember,
She is like a long lost friend
Whom I truly love and miss
Rainy and dark night
Light of my paper lantern
Inside my dark room
I just sit alone, with it
Now I know, this is perfect
The Month of Water
Has cried its last tears last night
Today, Earth Month Starts
Crimson apple in my hand
It's not yet Kurenai