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Yesterday morning; the cherry blossoms that were but promising little buds for weeks, suddenly burst open, covering\u00a0the entire park outside our dormitory with clouds\u00a0of muted pinks and whites. When I stepped outside, families were scattered all over the park, cans\u00a0of peachy alcohol in their hand (and strawberry lemonade in their bags for their children who were more interested in running around than in looking at the flowers).<\/p>\n

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I snapped a picture of them,\u00a0but as clouds were thick in the sky, it didn’t do them any justice, and with the promise of rain, I saw my little dream of experiencing the magic of cherry blossoms go up in thin air. This morning on my way to class (and on the way back!),\u00a0I took another look, and thought to myself “pretty, but..” nothing else. One of the friends I was with, must have seen my face, because they smiled, and said:\u300c\u898b\u98fd\u304d\u306a\u3044\u300d”I’m bored of seeing them”. I thought, maybe\u00a0I’m already bored of them too? A bit disappointing, but then again, I’ve been blown away by so many things in Japan, perhaps the cherry blossoms are just one of those things that gets so hyped up that the actual experience just can not live up to the expectation.<\/p>\n

Later\u00a0that day, after the sun had gone down, I went with Jo for a walk to get some food and a couple of items I needed from the store. It was raining softly, the pitter patter of the drops on the leaves all around us, nobody else around.\u00a0As\u00a0we were strolling through the silent park, we too, grew quiet. The light of the lanterns guiding\u00a0the way shone through the tree branches, making the cherry blossoms\u00a0stand out, their little petals strong and proud, despite being so fragile. We both let out a sound of awe and surprise, and laughed. “I guess this is why people go to watch them at night,” I said, “they’re beautiful.”. I made a feeble attempt at capturing a picture, but as expected, that didn’t turn out very well.<\/p>\n

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Walking through these endless rows of blossoming trees, I was struck with the memory of a couple words, a line\u00a0from a song I\u00a0hadn’t listened to in almost a decade, yet the melody and soft voices were as clear to me as all those years ago.<\/p>\n

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\u300c\u306d\u3048 \u3055\u304f\u3089\u6e80\u958b\u3000\u80f8\u306e\u4e2d\n \u3082\u3046\u3000\u8a00\u8449\u306b\u306a\u3089\u306a\u3044\u304f\u3089\u3044\n \u604b\u306e\u82b1\u304c\u6e80\u958b\u300d\n\nthe cherry blossoms are in full bloom in my chest\neven more than words can express\nthe flowers of love are in full bloom\n<\/pre>\n<\/blockquote>\n