The circle is outlined as a fingerprint
On my lips
Memories of bitter kisses
It's the roots
Luxuriance after spring and Autumn
But it covers the dusk
I was left alone on a cold night
Wait for the morning
The most poisonous hatred in the world
It's predestined, but it doesn't matter
It's a pity you've never been in love
My stupid
The youth of grass
It's a safe life
Instead of you accompany me
It's a ring
Counting the rings
I'm serious
Keep your mind sealed
It's my pride
Revise the separation again and again
I confess
I dreamed of eternity
It's a pity that I've never been accompanied in this play
It's a pity that I've never been accompanied in this play
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