The wind in the Arctic is so loud that I can't hear what you said in my ear.
Sorry, honey, I couldn't take you home.
Whenever I dream back at midnight, I can always see you.
In the dream, we hugged each other without any scruples.
I really miss you so much, maybe I have gone crazy.
"My dear god, please look at me again, okay?"
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