Our affections get dispersed into the deep blue sky.
How I wish the destined person to be you.
Reality doesn't always work right.
The wings of a dream descend within the shining wind.
To the shining future, as beautiful as it can be.
The burning beat of my heart starts beating at the same pace as those days.
I love those eyes that look straight ahead.
I want to look at them forever.
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