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It seems that time has not come to an end, I don't know where to go... Time has no purpose to carry me in this small city.
Blue sky, it tells its sadness, despair...
Cold moon, it lost its soul, soul...
The time is fast, and the evening self-study is so close to me, I am at a loss. My heart flies very far and far away, too far away, may fly out of the earth, fly out of the universe... never ending, just like learning, there is no way to accept it, and there is no reason to accept it.
I am confused, confused, do not know how to write down, I have not studied writing, but my inspiration is so strong, it shocked my soul, a priceless pearl fell into my heart, I A new look, do not want to recall any embarrassing past. Just want to be alone, quiet, guarding the loneliness of the night...
Difficult to look back, sigh sad...
Hard to wave, cry when...

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