Once upon a time, Karen, a strangely beautiful girl, Knelt down and said a prayer Beneath a sea of Cherry blossoms. And she whispered, "When lights go out and Darkness shrouds every single day of my life, How I wish, How I long for, Desperately and feverishly, The nightingale from Calcutta Chirps a spring song that Soothes the overwhelmed frame of my mind And melts my pang into The silver curve of a gentle creek Dancing under blue skies. When spring comes, and rain falls, May the almighty Apollo illuminate Many a place in my heart, As the blazing match Lighting up the candle's Transitory but buoyant stretch of life. Between waking and sleeping, This is the morning I hope, avariciously, someday the summer rain Would stay by my side and Pour down a shower of eternal fortune Moistening the bud of Young love. If tomorrow never comes, and Better days evaporate ever since, I would write down every moment When I breathe the same air With you. And if I could save time in a bottle, I feel like keeping track of time We spend together.” ^,^ ps. I selected many of the fabulous song titles from the five of Club 8's albums. And I wrote a poem to dedicate my feverish, unquenced passion for Club 8-the brilliant band ever. If you are a faithful fiend to Club 8, you are welcome to recognize how many songs are picked as materials for my own composition. --

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