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Oh lovely change
A breeze of grapefruits and
Jasmine seas
Sexy burgundy skies
Sweet peppermint candies
Will the breeze become my air
Or should I have to hold my breath
For I don't want to be your chinaware
Nor game of solitare
Soyokaze yo mai orite tsutsumikonde
Watashi no moto e
(Gentle breeze, sweep down and veil me in
To myself)
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