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A half moon hangs at the zenith on a winter evening;
I walk alone along a dim road.
As I was walking along the road at Gaiemmae on my way home from an outing, I happened to look up and saw a half moon floating directly above my head. The western sky was dyed crimson. Here and there, people were walking alone, each with their gaze slightly lowered.
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