Chapter 508: , Traces of Fallen Flowers
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――――Autumn Reverie No. 38
Last night
A wind blew.
It was the legendary wind.
In the wind.
I had a dream.
I dreamed of ______ from twenty years ago.
Youth, childhood, wind and rain…
And traces of fallen flowers……….
I woke from the dream.
The wind also stopped.
Moonlight poured down beneath the window.
The ground was pure white and beautiful.
Just like my current state of mind.
Only that which belongs to me.
That expanse of sky.
Has quietly retreated............
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