That flight to Japan can no longer wait for that person
Countless days and nights of expectation turned to ashes in the end
Like the moon reflected in the water
Everything is beautiful in name only
Fortunately, I can see the real people around me at night when I am awakened by nightmares.
Not bad
Caught the last glimmer of light
PS: It's a sweet article, I'm really my mother
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Power generation for love
Purpose: redemption