Many things were said to the air,
There are always many words to comfort others, but why can't there be a word to comfort myself?
Then no then, if no if.
In the blue sky that I love, floating clouds are floating,
The balloon in my hand disappeared with the wind.
At this moment, are you also under the same sky?
Wanton sadness
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