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As desolate micro-burst of wind

Love is a pool of struggling blue-green algae

I hear love, I believe in love

Even wilt also retained bone proudly Qing Feng muscle Occult

Sheng is not chaos, smoke gesture

Died as the quiet beauty of autumn leaves

I believe I am

There are always memories throughout the earth

Filling the intense life, but also filling the pure

Auxiliary extreme aestheticism bait to capture misty

I heard the music, from the moon and carcass

Heart rate and breathing to bear the load of the cumbersome Bored

Do not withered undefeated fiery demon rule

Born as the bright summer flowers

I believe I am

Repeat outrightly, but also repeat the well-being of eventually swaying in the desert oasis

Open to the lonely soul of sickle harvesting

I heard the echo, from the valleys and the heart

Frivolous tireless

Life, thin and light-off time and time again