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Mist Drizzle Drizzle Divide fog.
Cold atmosphere
December
Sure to come back.
The very existence of a people
The end of a year
Sweet December.
December
And once again, before a further
How many times
Count does not want to see.
He'll love dreaming
Reality is too beautiful waist.
How much margin is
Now ceramic flower when certain
Before enamel to share a moment of life.
He dreamed of
I miss having the same cloud, which you can capture
Empty yourself of human thought.
In fact,
Dreaming that he is not able to satisfy
You can decorate the world
Money coming into the wrong hands
This would have to calculate fees.
Land is not enough rice
For close to 30 years
Andrew, struggling Labor job.
Money and pretends not calculate fees.
Had a meaning.
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