Racing Now

Racing now across the street,
Past the trams clanging bells,
Thinking of a place to meet,
Wishing for sweet forest dells.

Past the trams clanging bells,
Fleeting memories of childhood,
Wishing for sweet forest dells
With the scent of incense wood.

Fleeting memories of childhood,
Thinking of a place to meet,
With the scent of incense wood,
Racing now across the street.

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