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Over there
I want a trace to imprint there,
next to your flowers,
the path where you walk.
What imprint, I mean?
I do not know yet.
I'll make something up, and you'll recognize it, I know it.
I will tilt the stone, or make a sign with a shoe.
Something,
I'll definitely do.
I will always see you off and meet you later.
The rains will not wash me, the snows will not cover me.
In the spring I will live even stronger, and in the summer I will absorb the sun's rays.
I'll be there until the end of the world.
One small sign, quite small,
known to you.

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