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Chieko says that there is no sky in Tokyo,
Says that she wants to see the real sky.
I look up in surprise.
The sky between the young cherry blossom leaves is
The familiar beautiful sky that I cannot
Be separated from.
The blur at the gray smoggy horizon
Is the salmon-pink start of the morning.
Looking far, Chieko says,
Says that the blue sky that appears every day
On top of Mount Atatara
Is her real sky.
This is our simple story.
â Elegies to Chieko, Takamura Koutarou
Says that she wants to see the real sky.
I look up in surprise.
The sky between the young cherry blossom leaves is
The familiar beautiful sky that I cannot
Be separated from.
The blur at the gray smoggy horizon
Is the salmon-pink start of the morning.
Looking far, Chieko says,
Says that the blue sky that appears every day
On top of Mount Atatara
Is her real sky.
This is our simple story.
â Elegies to Chieko, Takamura Koutarou
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Date: 2018-08-18 02:27 am (UTC)"I think- I'd like nothing more than that. I'll bring by the tea."
And, as he promised, Togusa is at the atelier shortly, tapping on Koutarou's door. A tin of his favorite green tea blend is tucked under his arm, and there is a gentle smile on his face. Despite what he has been told, he can maybe just pretend this is a normal dinner between friends.
"Koutarou. Thank you for letting me come over so late."