It's hard for any of us to make a conclusion about whether it's wrong or right.
Is it love or hate? Maybe only each other knows it.
Wine does not intoxicate people, people get intoxicated by themselves. Living in such a world, being drunk is happier than being awake.
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Stroking the face in the bronze mirror, is this still me?
Why is this so? Why has everything changed?
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What should I do to you? Why am I helpless when facing you?
What should I do so that you will understand that I only love you and not that face?
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Life is like a TV series, with different characters and the same plot, played over and over again, even if you get tired of it.
Well, there is no way to change this rule.