As a flower spring to life
I see our hard strife
We struggle and survive
As the cherryblossom fall
We are grateful for all
So we cheer because we are alive
I see reds. I see whites.
and i sit here under the tree
there are blossoms falling everywhere
In my universe they are guiding lights
I wish only one was in my care
I could look into her eyes an see
Careful looking into the sky
Still i am asking why?
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