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Quietly flowing
White
Dried clouds pass by
The gray me
Just watched their vanishing
Intently

Onto the castle of sand that I built
From gathering the stars
My tiny prayer
Falls
Waves that lay in waiting
Sweep you off your feet

out of darkness.
a world of silence.

While the prayer that seems like it'll vanish soon
Is fanned by the wind
Nevertheless, I continue to light it
While I messed up again and again
The waves that lay in waiting
Sweep away the castle of sand that I built
With chilled hands

To you