The smell of dust was in the air

I don't seem to smell any effective treatment anymore

Dance with the north wind

It's like driving away from an unmanned one-way street

Imagine lighting a cigarette

It's like opening a sign of love

The sunset is so wonderful

But there was no smoke curling

Like a flat wave

Can't stand the shaking of a punch of anger

I took off and reloaded

The scream of longing to meet death

But he was powerless to resist the sloppy stamping

Just let the cold continue to roar.

Walk through the sea of people

Change this loneliness

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