Come back a long way back
I’m left here
The olden days and I look
The only change something
I do not know yet is looking for
I did not think I know who believed
Is washed away in the wind
Rarara
After returning all the way
I’m leaving again
I’ll see when my appearance
Why do not afraid of junk
I find that I am looking for then.
Believed that long ago, everybody’s a critic
Could remain in the wind
Rarara
Dolahondwi a long way
I look re-encounter the
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