The distance of friends, holding on to the wind, has scratched the heart that I thought was fearless. Who can tell me how to solve the broken memory? Thinking about three lives, cherishing the past, I am frightened in my dream, my body is outside, my soul is inside, I can't see, looking around the sky, who is wrong and who is guilty? Let me just say, after a moment of pleasure, I will get drunk!
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