— Do you know my birth date?
— No, I don't think I do!
— Then listen... on a night of full moon.
The procession of stars was breaking apart, one by one, that night!
That night the entire sky was ringed with the fine echoes of bats!
Just before the fireflies began their torment,
in that first watch of night, I arrived!
Ever since then, on first nights, my gaze
remains fixed only on this world!
Realization
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