The dungeon will not release, The leg that must run,
Or will be trap forever in the castle love of darkness.
If the dance match the rhythm,
Sway more and live in the happiness of flower blossom blooms in hearts.
If I were to meet love,
I will never choose seasonal love,
though summer could hit the heat,
though winter could freeze the breeze,
I wish I could just be daily ordinary endless love...
by : a lover like me, 9am 270709
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