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Tuesday, November 06, 2007

My Last Letter


I'll turn into a piece of ice, and

At one o'clock P.M.

Vanish in the middle of the village square

I'll hide inside that German-made alarm clock you gave me

So, climb to the top of the lighthouse

And throw it as far out to sea as you can

I wonder if

There are any cute, little fish

Way out in the middle of the Pacific

I want them to devour me, so

I'll turn into a pea and plunge in

Hey, Set-chan

Because you won't listen to me

I'm really going to do one of these three things.

Be well, Sayonara.


- Nakamura Kare

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