Is there such a person
In the ignorant youthful time
Gave you a different kind of throbbing
No fetters of reality, no consideration of interests
Even if I think of it many years later
It's just the sweet taste of happiness
Now
In the hustle and bustle of the city, do we still retain the persistence we had in the past?
Maybe, time goes by
After all, that heartbeat cannot withstand the trick of fate.
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