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The stage of ukiyo has a front, as well as a back
If a flower blooms then it may sing
But even an unopened flower may sing once
Today, as well, lonely men and women let their bodies come together as they flow together
gathering at a small snack shop where they hide their tears and laugh.
From the unsealed door, which lets in the light,
comes a song dredged from the depths of the heart
Human empathy is certainly a fleeting thing but if you seek it you will surely find it
Fight on and your cold fingers will be warmed by the heart of another
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