Here I paused stiff, without a word Jolted
As if the world was dark by night fog
The sunlight was gone swallow
when I tried to understand the meaning of remorse
I only discovered the wound softly flushed
When I tried to understand the meaning of a separation
I get butterflies looking for flowers that grow immigrated
When I tried to find your place
I'm getting lost in the ocean of sorrow
I wanted to try to knit back breath
when it is destroyed Torn also knitted with a very sharp bamboo
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