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Do you still remember the hot summer of memory?
The noise scattered in the wind has evaporated and the noise has become hoarse.
Fruitless flowers, unfinished concerns
We learn many sayings to cover up the scars that remain untouched
Because I will think of you and I am afraid to face myself
My will is always swallowed by loneliness
Because you will always remind me that the past will never pass
There is a feeling that true love is not mine
Fruitless flowers, unfinished concerns
We learn many sayings to cover up the scars that remain untouched
Because I will think of you and I am afraid to face myself
My will is always swallowed by loneliness
Because you will always remind me that the past will never pass
There is a sense that true love is not mine
If I never loved you I wouldn't lose myself
The thorn of missing pinned my position
Because you always remind me
Even though I get the world, some happiness is not mine
Do you still remember the hot summer of memory?
Who will arrive at the fork where I finally had no choice?
/10 2023
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