CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FORTY NINE
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Painting Spring by Urban Zakapa
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We, during this past spring,
Painted the beautiful sky.
And one by one, drew each and every flower’s petals
Capturing the beating of our hearts,
Possibly can we make it shown in the picture?
Really, our spring was warm
Now it seems our spring days have faded away
The paint bled and bled
And we have to repaint them.
This season, I celebrated our spring’s return
As I foolishly repaint the discolored spring again.
I still can’t forget that place
Where the flowers petals blew in the wind
Really, our spring was warm.
Now it seems our spring days have faded away
The paint bled and bled
And we have to repaint them.
This season, I celebrated our spring’s return
I foolishly… Again…
We painted the picture together, but you drifted away
I try but I can’t forget those memories
We are now becoming blurry
Our eyes are clouding with tears
That spring days that will never come again
Now it seems our spring days have faded away
The paint bled and bled
And we have to repaint them.
This season, I celebrated our spring’s return
As I foolishly repaint the discolored spring again.
