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On every page I've read,

On every stone, drops of blood,

Pieces of paper or specks of ashes,

I write your name.

In the dark night sky,

In the bright landscape,

In the immortal four seasons,

I write your name.

In the shelter I ruined,

In the lighthouse I fell down,

On the walls I am weary of,

I write your name.

Because of the power of a name,

I am reborn,

I live to cross path with you

And to shout out your name. 

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