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"your singing voice that follows deep into the night,

brings the scarlet morning.

one step, then another step."

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i sit alone, realising you are here. i look up at the bird. is that you? your sweet voice echoes through my ears. it's no longer dawn, it's morning. i get up, and leave my letter on the bench. one step and another, i stretch out my hand but i can't reach you.

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