Mar 2022
What I want
I think I forgot in the middle of path,
What I dreamt of
Lost in the colour of my dark,
In this walking and falling
I don't know rise with all those scar.
I think I forgot in the middle of path,
What I dreamt of
Lost in the colour of my dark,
In this walking and falling
I don't know rise with all those scar.
(21/F)
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