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If grief can turn into its own strength

I'd rather not be happy

Flowers and fallen leaves rot on the ground

It became the fertilizer of the grass and trees themselves

Ice on the burn will get better for a while

If silence can be in relation to each other

I'd rather not speak

It's good if it's cloudy and doesn't rain

When it rains, it spoils the mood

Go through the motions

I don't look like an extra

There have been no lines

If loneliness can make me good

I'd rather choose to get married

With personal space

Got me in the spotlight

Me!

Lonely to the point of losing myself

"The Song of Things" I'd rather be in the hand, please wait a moment,

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