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WILDERNESS

In a far-off day

Heaven is opened for the first time,

And, well, a crowing sound of cock is herad?

Even when all the mountains run

Forward to the for the love of it,

They dared not to trespass here.

For the continuous Time

Industrious seasons flourish and fall, and

Then the great waters blaze a trail for the first time.

Now snow falls and

Scent of ume flowers is profound alone,

So I sow here with the seeds of indigent song.

Beyond the eternity, again,

A superman on the white horse will be here

So I'll let him sing bitterly in this wilderness.