In the morning, I awoke to the sound of the skies.
Looking forward, I see us.
Being happy, cheery, and relaxed.
But the sky suddenly darkens itself.
I held back my tears missing how such a lovely weather it had been.
But yes, I threw a fire into the woods.
It produced smokes, spread across the land.
In the dark, I lost the sight of us.
The sight of the happy, cheery, and relaxed us.
I wish and I wish and I wish I could put the fire to rest.
Yet, it has burned to the ground, only ashes remains.
O' Dear rain,
Wet the land and I'll grow some more plants.
To protect, to keep, and to grow.
I miss the moments, I miss the happiness.
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