That unknown man, I didn't know your name when I left.
That unspeakable memory, I don't know where to start when I think of it.
I didn't hold his hand, and I was so sad that I didn't even know his name.
The moment I stepped out of the golden threshold, I felt infinite sadness.
What rings in my ears is an unknown song: There was once a person who taught you how to love, but the person he loved was not you.
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