Youthful little things

Who sang a song at dusk,

Even the angels laughed with them.

Sketch a few beautiful lines.

The light of the leaves,

As if it is the sigh of God,

This determination and courage.

What is passing,

What is flowing,

It’s a fire of youth,

It is a wish to let go.

Bicycle teenager,

Please allow me to say a word to you.

Never forget.

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