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The landscape of a country I don't know is pasted on my refrigerator.
I keep searching down the center of the path for your cut out letter.

What you've seen is far beneath the open sky, but my world remains unknown.
Opening the refrigerator like always, it's right there.

Everything that you touch somewhere in the distance
is handed back to me,
giving me a light that divides life into ordinary pieces.
With you searching for something at the far end of the world,
even now, I'm still alive,
always having your support in such times as these.
I'm walking.

My heart is tired of these repeating mundane days.
Boredom is always clinging on to me.

Even though I'm tired of my life, and sometimes jealous of you,
I'll keep supporting such a natural life.

Someday we will be under the same sky
and spend the same time together,
probably searching for another path for our lives to take.
With you searching for something down the path,
I have the other side of the postcard,
continuing on in the far sunlight, even now.
I'm approaching a dream.

Everything that you touch somewhere in the distance
is handed back to me,
giving me a light that divides life into ordinary pieces.
With you searching for something down the path,
I have the other side of the postcard,
continuing on in the far sunlight, even now.
I'm approaching a dream.

Until we someday meet again,
each of us will walk
our own paths.