Nothing

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The night of the North,

The moon still hangs high,

Walking on the bright road under the lights,

But wandering around the corner.

That crossroads,

How do I choose?

Icy midsummer night.

Eyes can't see the road ahead,

Confused, I was so helpless.

Walking alone on the streets,

I also longed for a hug,

But he has long been accustomed to loneliness.

Can't stop moving,

I have been walking on the road that extends in all directions.

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