Chase dreams

Despair comes to life in the light of the past,

I must have hurried to cherish it

Or even rather,

It is better to give up the beautiful original intention

At that time, I

Perhaps blinded by glory

Stay here in vain,

Resting sorrowfully in the distance

I'm gone for my dreams,

Coming to an unfamiliar environment

There is no familiar atmosphere here,

There is no scent of the past

At this time, I,

Didn't have the courage to face it

At this time, she

Maybe it's still waiting

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