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If life is just a momentary dream
It must be something like a flower
Even if our fate is to fall like petals
We are all the more beloved in our transience
Something we lost once somewhere
Something we left behind somewhere that day
And that which is left in our hands
Accompany us down this road
Is it so precious because it has no form?
Is it so beautiful it's cruel?
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