" In amongst the flowers are chirping crickets in wild,
I raise my hand to invite the shining moon
As the moon casts me a shadow inclined.
While the sky changes its appearance,
In twilight with nobody's interference.
The starry night tonight is not the same as
yesterday,
So for whom am I waiting in the wind. "
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