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Asters and blue heathers bloom. A long dream opens the door. The joy that the white cherries sowed fades. The shadows of autumn are already behind the window. Go out to the garden to pick flowers in the blue Forget the pain that the moment can give Get lost in the silos of thoughts, May this life never find me again. Smile, you who have the blue eyes of flowers Your smiles can warm the heart When the bright days are gone, they will say to me - How sorry I am for this life!