A bird sings only once in its life.
This is an extremely beautiful song, and the song ends with death.
When we pierce the thorns into our breasts, we know it, we understand it clearly.
However, we still have to do it, we still pierce the thorns into our chests.
Because the best things can only be exchanged for the deepest pain.
If you love someone, don't hesitate to give her everything.
Meet in Drogheda ten years later, an illusory but colorful place.
May the time be quiet and the water flow slowly, with you.
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