[:16.8] Do you leave? Breaking up is always after going to bed

[:23.84] It feels like a mirage

[:3.93] Let go? Don't want to ask if you loved me

[:38.79]. At the next intersection, we are still retreating

[1:1.58] with a terrible headache

[1:4.73]. I can't stand letting you go

[1:8.18]. You are retreating

[1:9.92]. It's too late to stay

[1: 18]. The wind is blowing and the clouds are swimming

[1:29.93] How to piece together

[1:33.27] The diary you wrote for me that year is still at the bedside

[1:4.58] I'm walking forward at the next intersection

[1:44.44] to a strange street

The oath you wrote on the palm of your hand is faintly visible.

[2:3.74] There is more attachment in the familiar breath.

[2:11.23] Tears quietly wet my face when I touched my hand.

[2:17.96] The people I remember on the swing under the banyan tree have disappeared.

[2:25.14] Squat down and hug yourself. Happiness is there.

[3:21.23] Lean against the corner to find a safe flowering period.

[3:28.7] I feel a little weak even when I breathe.

[3:34.99] Do you want to escape or sink? Let's continue our love at the next stop.

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