The Twelfth Night I give you is the void between heaven and hell. The music that ends in vain is a paradoxical fate. True and false oaths, a blend of illusion and illusion. I'm stuck in it and you're still rational. I'm crazy, you stay calm until the end. Love is never equal, and love never needs explanation. What he said was all broken and pale. What is left unsaid is all dissipated ashes. What is the most precious thing in life? I knew from the beginning that you and I would never arrive at the same answer. So one day when faced with this choice, we will eventually become strangers. I loved you. I love you. I want to love you. But you choose to stay away. You let me leave the land beneath your feet and find peace. But I only want to live in two places - your world. Or, in musical heaven.
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