I’ll wait for the winter passes
til the flowers die

I’ll wait for the summer coming
until new buds burst through

I’ll pray under the starry sky
that all of us will be in unity though it seems impossible

Maybe you are living in another parallel universe

and we are looking at the same sky
bathing in the same sunlight

Eveey morning is a new hope that I wish we will encounter each other and never feel the pain of depart again.



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