It's called a sad corner. It's lonely.
The ship of memory has sunk, I can only drift alone.
Maybe love, always wrong too much.
Maybe love, always no result, maybe I should be silent.
Don't want to stay, throw the past far away.
No memories, this is my best life.
There is a feeling called loneliness, which is a sad corner.
The ship of memory has sunk, I can only drift alone.
Maybe love, always wrong too much.
Maybe love, always no result, maybe I should be silent.
Don't want to stay, throw the past far away.
No memories, this is my best life.
No longer confused, no longer committed, I enjoy my loneliness.
Don't want to stay, throw the past far away.
No memories, this is my best life.
Don't want to stay, throw the past far away.
No memories, this is my best life.
Don't want to stay, throw the past far away.
No memories, this is my best life.
Don't want to stay, throw the past far away.
No memories, this is my best life.
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