"Unable to sleep, I look up the window's moon. If I think about that day, on the stairway to the sky. I walked each step one by one. There is nothing, no matter how far I've looked, that I'm certain of but either in joyful or sad time. Onto the ship without a map floating to the darkness to tomorrow continuing to shine just like that star. In my heart from someday on it will shine. Even until all of my tears dry, So precious."
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