And at the evenings end

A heart.

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I wanted to be a nightingale.

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I wanted to be my voice.

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turn orange-colored.

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A nightingale.

I wanted to be a heart.

In the green morning

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In the vivid morning

I wanted to be myself.

Soul,

Soul,

And in the ripe evening