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... pring birds carry their sorrowful tunes. Spring breeze has such compassion, it brushes a part my drifting robes…”
As dawn approaches, a young girl sings this song, stepping in the last moonlight, leaving the human world, following the torn crevice of the underworld, going back into the silent underworld. Just when she returns to this silent realm, her sweet tuneful singing suddenly comes to a stop.
“Sister! ”
Looking at the tall woman by the Soul Cleansing Spring, her sho ...
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