Who exactly?

With a gust of wind,

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And who is it?

A gust of wind is like this, as if it has blown away a lot of things?

Blown away memories,

Blowing away the time,

Blown away souls......

Like the beauty of all that is gone.

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Like a fragrant flower,

Under the sudden arrow,

The petals are broken and messy.

The messy rain of flowers is gone with the wind,

And floating.

The memory always seems to freeze in this moment,

Memories seem to be in this time period,

It just stopped and stopped abruptly,

It's as if time is frozen like this,

It's frozen, and it's frozen,

It's a memory that's been sealed and sealed.

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It's just that then,

At that moment,

She was there with trepidation.

She still tried to comfort herself:

"Just guests,

Just disappointed guests.

Just guests. ”

Since you are a guest, you should treat this guest well.

It doesn't matter who this guest really is.

It doesn't matter who this guest is,

The important thing is that she should go and greet him properly.

But......

There she hesitated and bewildered,

Who......

Who will greet him?

Who has to wait and wait like this?

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There is the memory of the thousand-year-old blockade of something.

In the tower that seals the memory,

There is a demon hidden.

A demon who once avoided the ban,

That's a person who needs to suck people's blood......

In order to replenish the demon of his vitality,

It was a demon who seemed to never see the light of day.

Is it such a void?

It's such a disaster.

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A door blown open by the wind in the night,

Outside the door was dark and dark,

Inside the door was dim.

But in the moment of that thought,

What are the general memories that have been blocked?

What is it?

It was he who got up.

He left her.

The Soul shuddered.

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Who?

From the bottom of my heart, I looked for a woman in a snow-white robe.

The woman turned into the wind in an instant,

rainfall,

Butterflies.

Let's go.

Gone.

She didn't seem to have anything to do with him.

He became a wicked,

The wickedness despised by the world,

He was still waiting.

It was a ......

What kind of lonely and long wait?