I think of you day by day, I think of you every night, the world is always separated, and we will never meet again.
Love is sorrow, hate is sorrow, when will love and hate stop, my eyes will be filled with tears.
A lifetime of love, a tragedy
A lifetime of confusion, a period of melancholy
Things have changed, and we can only feel them. The song of departure is lingering, and we will not rest until death.
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