Prolog
If that day I didn't meet you
Such difficult
Such sad
Such painful
Such overflowing tears like feeling; I think I wouldn't experience it.
But if I didn't meet you
Such delightful
Such gentle
Such loving
Such warm
Such happy feeling; I wouldn't ever know about it.
While bearing the tears, today I look up at the sky.
Look up at the sky.
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