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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: 2017-07-29 10:31 am (UTC)[People don't usually expect fashion designers to have a history with competitive kendo either, so maybe that's why he can accept the idea so easily, even if it's not true. There's something to be said about keeping fit and creative energy, anyway - a good run or workout always helps him clear his head before designing.
V is a fortunate simple chicken soul and doesn't need to worry about complex things like that, though. He's just running his chicken way through the woods, doing his chicken best.]