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In the woods, no other trees take root; only fallen blossoms drift underfoot. Your empty fame has dissolved in…

In the woods, no other trees take root; only fallen blossoms drift underfoot. Your empty fame has dissolved into the spray, and on raging waves, no old friend finds their way.

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In the woods, no other trees take root; only fallen blossoms drift underfoot. Your empty f… | Where Winds Meet Database