One day afternoon, I met old ladies sitting on the grass talking to each other.
That day might have been the last day that can go outside and sitting for a while.
The season was about to change from early summer to summer.
Under plum trees
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| Longtime pal |
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| Asking for small thing |
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| Afternoon snack |
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| Soar to the sky |
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