Fashion's Descent into Madness

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You are like the moon in the heavens, like a dreamlike reflection in the water.

Of ten thousand blossoms, each blooms just to embroider your robes.

That year, I painstakingly cultivated so you could become a god.

That year, I risked my life and leapt into godhood just to follow in your footsteps.

That year, as I suffered the agony of a thousand arrows piercing my heart, you held a beauty in your arms and chatted away.

Why does loving you leave me with so little dignity, with no sense of self?

A thousand years later,

we meet again, reborn as mortals.

You keep saying you love me, but I have too many ties holding me back.

In the end, who will stay by my side until the end of time?

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