The Beginning of F

This is not the end, but the beginning,

In the first place, the world is cyclical.

The dream I had yesterday is a piece of me today.

Let's be there for those times when we were not ready.

That is where the story begins.

Seeing late-blooming plum blossoms when cherry blossoms are in bloom.

Like that plum tree, I was rather slow in my steps,

I would like to extend a quiet blessing.

Thank you for all you have done.

And best wishes for the future.

Happy Birthday.

The world goes in cycles.

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