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The heart was busy
As he was in the party
Some were ding at the melody
Some were making chorus in the harmony

He thought that was great vacancy
Until he saw the girls who were beauty
He fell in busy
Who will his lover for long trip
He was out without coughing of love tip
He found her asking
For transporting at nearest road
When she took some pounds
Her hand was cold
Making his heart cold

Her smile was sad, but it was brilliant
Taking his heart out
Of the surrounding world
Burned it at a rosy world
Hearing the deathless sing
Of  smartest bird
Asking himself with amazing
What makes his heart get puzzled

When he waked up
He found her was disappeared
the party contains all kinds of people and all kinds of hearts. the important is not be deceived with the appearance

— The End —