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Flowing light blends into neon lights The hot heart is close to the new person man in glass bottle Explore this city by looking up The flowing fog touched my eyebrows Have you closed the door in your heart? The glory of my hometown shines on the glass Keep your eyes open until there is only a thin line between tomorrow Clear your throat and let the confrontation have some qualifications If everyone is still lingering in the candlelight Should the smile of the deceased person be peaceful? I'm not afraid of this darkness if i were itself Even if the smile loses its authenticity