It's a miracle. I never thought of it
We used to do it bit by bit
I don't care if it's intentional or not
Years have diluted the accumulation of feelings
Although meeting again also reminds me
We used to do it bit by bit
Is it sweet? I don't want to talk about it again
Heart lake does not want to ripple again
Love is not as beautiful as legend
Love is not as magical as a fairy tale
Love is plain
Love is separation
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