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On the day we did not meet
Clouds
In the moonlight
They passed by.
You did not come to me either
Maybe I did not dare to come to you either
The sound of the river is too dry
I had to think like this
Desert Plains of Lovers
Every time I look into the distance
I thought we would meet
Railroad tracks
They never met
He was on the farm in Thurinbat Kaing Island
The colorful flowers bloomed.
Heavenly way
How a bird flies back to bed
I wrote a poem
He could not remember.
Really think about it
Conscious son
It is still far away
It's a wild grass
For you
I just wanted to be a gardener. :
Desires are desires
Only times
Love is crazy
It was devalued.
That's it
Expectations too
As a troublemaker
I was not perfect.
From this heart for the lover
Poems too
In his heart
He has been a stranger for a Fri time.
