They had a sworn hatred, but because of that look at each other six years ago, their fate was changed on the spot because of such a simple encounter, a small promise.
Falling into the sky, thoughts turned into poems, wandering for half a life, and in the end even love was controlled.
Floating about love and hate, crying and laughing at the same time, is not enough to overwhelm the country and change the face of happiness.
Entangled in obsession, the city is melted by the weeds, the embers are whirling, I will die with you all day long, my love is not over yet...
"In troubled times, for whom can I be happy in a dream?"
"When you rule the world, who knows about the universe?"
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