How Can I Have a Fight with My Best Friend
|How can I have a fight with my best friend?|
The mountain blows, the landscape is destroyed.
A desert where there once were fields and gardens.
Black lava where flowers once brought joy.
And then shoots of grass come through the blackness;
Ah! but now I'm fearful of the mountain:
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