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If You Want Me, Call Me.

On the evening of autumn, I gently pulled the chest deep;
With my arms wrapped around my body, my body trembles;
The deep and silent love I have, the memory of dropping tears
Tearful and unshakable love, lost pride shine
Make a cry out of sight; The sound of the rain has vanished;
Yet all the unstable, hidden deep in my mind
Tearful tears; Lost dreams, my colored grief,
Read all the hardships and human relationships in Zhao. Ours
Receive long days like the bright light, in the dream,
End all waiting, make our human dreamy

Five hundred years old is like history, where another
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