A dream, a real one,
The authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear.
The hourglass of the story moves again. If we had never met,
Will the hurt and pain leave me?
Dreams are just an increase in troubles. They are happy for a while and sad for a while.
When I wake up from the dream, the fog breaks, and your name is engraved in my heart.
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