In the Dusk Limit

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In the Dusk Limit

Month night ... getting higher
Soon to leave without a trace

Not yet finished The longevity embroidery I made
For my sweet sweetheart
I really hope
Tonight became lethargic

And the eastern star crawled slowly
So I can finish
Embroidery misses this for her

O night wind, keep blowing
In the morning reluctant to return
Let in the dark tonight I am embroidered embroidery longing
for him Sweet and sweetest
waiting at the end of the dawn


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