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(The story which comes through crescendo)
PART 1
On a sunny day or a rainy night..
I used to remember her..her name was "na su mi"it wasn't I asked..she used to wear a pullover written the name "na su mi"on it..so I guessed
i felt something special in her..she dances through tunes,driven by music..not minding what and where the world is going...getting splatted by a vessel of water,fully drenched,to wearing two different shoes without even noticing it,stumbling through the poles..,she was enthralled in the music..,
I with all my shyness had made a portrait of her,standing on the foot-bridge,fingers made into a sign like a rabit,and looking to the moon through it..I always wondered what could it be,what's the meaning of it,I always wanted to talk to her but could never do so,what if she finds me embarrassing,a creep,how would I ever...
PART 1
On a sunny day or a rainy night..
I used to remember her..her name was "na su mi"it wasn't I asked..she used to wear a pullover written the name "na su mi"on it..so I guessed
i felt something special in her..she dances through tunes,driven by music..not minding what and where the world is going...getting splatted by a vessel of water,fully drenched,to wearing two different shoes without even noticing it,stumbling through the poles..,she was enthralled in the music..,
I with all my shyness had made a portrait of her,standing on the foot-bridge,fingers made into a sign like a rabit,and looking to the moon through it..I always wondered what could it be,what's the meaning of it,I always wanted to talk to her but could never do so,what if she finds me embarrassing,a creep,how would I ever...
