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I feeling lot of pain in my ribs
I have forgotten her words

It has come to understand the foolish
The pains have taught all

I saw happiness in my tears
He found happiness in his smile
While,
I imagine your innocent face

Then,
I forget the moon
It seems trivial to the rose

Because, I love you
In the tears of the flute
I've lost far beyond
The tune of that flute reflects the tune of my cry
She's crying and crying, but why?
Why's she crying so much?
What's her suffering?
Who'***** her, who's left her?
Doesn't she know?
My pain is much more than hers!

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