The petals are open even though there is no fragrance
But still radiant
In its own forbidden garden
Touched by the rays in the fun of being awake
Unexpectedly thorny
Can transparently touch the heart
br/>My wound bleeds before it's time
Flows to a strange, winding river
And crashes into the banks of love
All this time bravely survive
Eroding the steadfast longing
Swept away by the fragile current for the link
Where did I find this cure
Hope again
Open up again... bloom again
Repeat 1
A branch so shy when I touch it
But it shines
In its own forbidden garden
Don't touch it again...

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