Izumigaoka, Sakai, Osaka, Japan

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  1. Spirit flows out low,
    I am drunk with my vow.
    It's my round tonight:
    Each muse drinks more than right,
    yielding to the mute night.
    Spirit flows out low
    I wander in a loud blow.
    Swallowing the night is my plight,
    Waiting till the sun shines bright.
    Spirit flows out low,
    I do no know where I go.
    But I wait for tomorrow,
    Hoping for a new born glow.