In the cold night, I seem to hear your gentle breathing, but I can't touch it anyway.
I understand that we have been separated forever, and even the remaining warmth has disappeared.
Because I like you, I can't bear to leave you, can't leave you, can't let you go.
God will not show mercy to anyone.
I used to be so proud of my disbelief in fate, but in the end I was powerless.
Our time has passed.
And you are still the same myth.
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