They are lovers, relying on each other in the rain of bullets and sacrificing their lives to protect each other, lying drunk under the setting sun, drinking blood and fighting in the war, on this road defined by the journey;
We are passers-by, passing by in silence, their backs crossing each other, not knowing each other on the other side, not knowing each other when we meet, in this peaceful world defined;
They are enemies, tit-for-tat confrontation among the flowing lights and phantoms, smoke of gunfire everywhere, the breeze brightens the moon, and the shadows of flowers cover up the remaining brilliance, in this world defined by honor;
The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly he looked back, only to find him in a dimly lit place.
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