Who are you waiting for? Perched atop the column.
The air is fresh; the day is just beginning. Even the world renews with signs of spring, branches awash in pink. See how the sakura bud? Defying the lingering chill.
Time is full of promise. There are endless adventures to be had, new discoveries to be made.
Yet, here you wait. Perched atop the column.
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