I've forgotten who I am,
Afraid of the days to come,
Memories drowning in a glass of soju,
Memories hiding in long shadows,
Crying out, telling me who I am,
Not listening,
I've forgotten who I am,
All the ghosts have disappeared,
The cold wind blows through the night,
Yet! I can't breathe, but still only yawn,
Afraid of the days to come,
With only a glass, filled with tears and lost memories.
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