
Accustomed to seeing people come and go,
Accustomed to the ebb and flow of connections,
Through the slow passage of time,
Gradually, I’ve come to understand
The carefree attitude of light clouds and gentle breeze
In facing the ever-changing world.

Accustomed to seeing people come and go,
Accustomed to the ebb and flow of connections,
Through the slow passage of time,
Gradually, I’ve come to understand
The carefree attitude of light clouds and gentle breeze
In facing the ever-changing world.
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