| I got out and for about five blocks |
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| Sadness of the lifeless sand |
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| Divine prince of eight thousand spears, / because I am a woman, a pliant grass blade |
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| With a hint of some coloring |
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| How lovely! getting drunk faster than I do |
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| All I'd wanted was to get on a train |
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| The Autumn wind is and is not as of old |
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| When evening falls, the autumn wind rustles |
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| Matsushima |
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| Ode to the Galaxy |
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