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when I think you haven't recalled me
and you are wondering to flee
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It dries my tears today
Feel, A new season may come
It passes monsoon from south
My dry lips become softer
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After all the young season fallen
And the winter rises to its rhythm
Shores are dead with white snow
Shoes are slipping all around
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one real feel
I want to share with you, my friend
the shells of strata has three layers:
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I am lonely,
feeling so lonely today
I don't know who I am
but I see I am a cowboy
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It is so sad
very sad-
the only blue sky has covered
with dark
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Who? ....
The mirror is in front of me
confess myself
time to say
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Night is on,
the very far day is calling
spring is crying in an old ashtray
summer is whispering on melancholy
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Sometimes good is not so good
You need to apply good
in a good way
in a good manner
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far night is calling
only the hash of ash is falling
the cold is melancholy chilling
my very slow heart is in some hurry
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