"A long time ago,
A half orange moon I gazed.
A moment in impulse then,
A pen I grasped in hand.
A prose I scribed,
A match in you it described.
A dandelion t'was for then.
A dandelion so too this is for now.
A wait too long.
A goodbye, a farewell song.
A-Mei's 趁早"
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