suddenly wake up in the foreign land of the midnight
this moment even the stars have not slept
ears heard the familiar music is singing
The world of a person who crowded subway
shuttle will meet next I do not know the person who
eyes to and fro the past which belong to me
Once we have all the world is never going around
never let go once we have the most beautiful Even with all the
can no longer be around a year unfortunately we only perfect Forgot whom shed tears of love a month diluted
day those left behind feel the deterioration
; have been turned into the day does not matter when had a chance to say sorry Ears heard the familiar music
those nostalgic days it was me and you miss the tears
the season of happiness in the near
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