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The memories of dead stars
are still shining in the sky.
Someday I, too,
want to become somebody's light.
I've been on a long trip,
dragging along a lonely shadow.
I was born alone in this world
and alone I will die.
If this is my fate,
why are tears coming out of my eyes?
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