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In a crowd on a city street, shoulders bumping, I'm alone In an endless prairie, wind blowing hard, I'm alone I wonder which is the place I'd want to cry? Drawing two circles, I feel just a little grown-up. Why does the gushing forth of courage and power unexpectedly smash the extremely tortuous wall? Perhaps it's because of the kindness extremely stern people had unexpectedly shown. T - h - a - n - k - Y - o - u! Wonder how many times we lively yelled "Nice to meet you" Wonder how many times we parted, sobbing "Farewell." Wonder which one is more, if I compare? Writing an equals sign, I feel just a little grown-up. Why does the gushing forth of courage and power unexpectedly surpass even extremely sad times? Perhaps it's because of the sternness extremely kind people had unexpectedly shown. T - h - a - n - k - Y - o - u! Why does the gushing forth of courage and power unexpectedly break even the extremely tortuous wall? Perhaps it's because of the kindness extremely stern people had unexpectedly shown. T - h - a - n - k - Y - o - u! I won't forget the really fun times. I'll never lose this courage and power. I'll give the extremely lonely person something hiding behind my lips: A - Smi - le - That's - A - Bomb! |