Life is like hide and seek,
You lost it, and you found it again, you lost it, and you found it again,
Repeat, repeat.
Maybe one day you lost something very important,
That thing will always come back,
Even in a very strange way,
Come back. . .
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Don't call me naive,
Don't call me naive,
Not to mention my purity!
I am not simple,
I'm not naive,
It is even less possible to be pure!
I see through the cruelty of the world,
What I said is true,
My heart is full of darkness.
Those words are only used to describe the angel that does not exist.
And there is darkness in the hearts of angels,
Otherwise, how could he have fallen to the human world?