Those colorful dreams

A tribute to the glorious past

The figure standing on the stage

Come to an eventual end

The sky is bright in early autumn

Wandering on the side of the street in the drizzle

The future is woven into a big net

All lead in unpredictable directions

The look of youth

It's a stinging time

Experienced desolation

It is possible to grow

Carrying a bag

Look into the distance

With a lifetime of absurdity

Bury the truth

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