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Come on, come on, come on!" the girl laughs.
Today is the long awaited summer festival!
Everyone brings a memento to put in the kaleidoscope of stars.
An antique clock, a button, the key to the house they used to live in.
Chipped marbles, faded photographs, worn out sneakers.
Reflected in the night sky are the flowers of such memories
The more memories you have, the more beautiful the flower will bloom
Things that never change, things that change
The starry night sky spun by future boys and girls