A blossing tree
How to let you meet me
At my beautiful moment
For this
I have prayed to Buddha for five hundred years
To be bestowed a relationship with you on the earth
Si buddha make me a tree
Growing by the road you are bourd to take
Blooming caurtionsly and flourishing under sunlight
Each blossom on expecttation of my previons life
When you approach,please listen
The trembing lears are the passion of my waiting
But when at last you walk past unseeing
When lies scationed on the ground behind you
Oh my friend ,is not petals
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