12 Stones

Arrange the 12 stones. Spring, summer, autumn, winter. All things are impermanent. They come and go, and are here now.

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Twelve Stones from My Hometown. The air is starting to cool, and the stones are beginning to roll. I want to visit that sea again.

　

Goodbye Summer. Time Leaps Within the Heart. Twelve Stones in the Mist.

　

The Twelve Stones Arranged Under the Evening Sky Once Before, Seen from a Different Angle. A Beautiful Moment with Stones.

　

In the Twilight of Japan, a Cosmos from Somewhere is Lined Up. A Beautiful World of Stones.

　

Twelve Stones from a Summer Journey. A Nap in the Pleasant Light. A Faint Dream from Some Day.

　

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