Time slowly dilutes the cruelty of reality,
What you can't let go of, what you can't bear to part with, what you can't forget
How much can it really be diluted?
The glitz of youth, where can pure love be found and felt?
It's hard to repay the sin, I'm afraid it will end up in ruins
Let me make it clear here that this is a sadistic article. Although it starts briskly, it does not mean that it is a clean article.
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