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You are in my fantasies of night.
My sensation takes your name,
Think about it.
My single day resembles one year,In which your photographs are not there.
This life is much the same as drab,
In which your fragnance are none.
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O my life, where are you?
My heart scans for you...
My first love,First love..
He is my first love.
My first love,First love..
He is my first love.