My beautiful street
There’s nothing else
As lovely,
Blossoms blossoming
Flowers are in bloom
This is luxury-
Isn’t this beauty?
My old street
It’s just the same
As the others,
Blossoms falling
Trees with green leaves,
This is ordinary-
What do we do now?
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