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A butterfly, hanging upside down,
that will head towards the light sometime

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The reflection in the mirror
as we cut our hair

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Footsteps echoing
in the hallway during class

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The sound of rain follows us ceaselessly

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Purely what we feel is blinding
and can take the shape of a sweet flower

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Or the shape of a poisonous fruit

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Rain again today

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I want to link that day to now, sky-to-sky

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In this craziness, uncertainty

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Will we be able to leave a trace
of each of our emotions somewhere?

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In this craziness, you gave me life

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To what bounds can we
safeguard one emotion?

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In this craziness, uncertainty

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Will we be able to leave a trace
of each of our selves somewhere?

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In this craziness, you gave me life

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To what bounds can we
safeguard each of our selves?

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"Master Japanese Doll Maker
Kyougetsu Ujiie"

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"Kyougetsu Ujiie"

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"Kyougetsu Home"

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"Emergency Exit"

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"Emergency Exit"

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"Inori Ujiie"

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Always a dead end

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There is no escape

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I place my sorrow upon a bird in the sky

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And I'll let it fly

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This place is ephemeral

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An eternity that binds me

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Coming or going

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All that passes by are dreams