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word:Li Manting
hanging in the velvet sky
your mind is blue and blue
stopped in my heart
you talk about how people can't be lonely
is worried when he loves it.
my luggage is solitary and scattered
is disconsolate
exiled to the border
seems to be in fifth seasons
is in harmony with the day and night
flood
was away from tears
avoids the parting in front of the eyes
you don't want to think about tomorrow
I wouldn't say goodbye
someone said to say goodbye to the sky once
will have stars and go out
hanging in the velvet sky
your mind is blue and blue
stopped in my heart
you talk about how people can't be lonely
is worried when he loves it.
my luggage is solitary and scattered
is disconsolate
exiled to the border
seems to be in fifth seasons
is in harmony with the day and night
flood
was away from tears
avoids the parting in front of the eyes
you don't want to think about tomorrow
I wouldn't say goodbye
someone said to say goodbye to the sky once
will have stars and go out
exiled to the border
seems to be in fifth seasons
is in harmony with the day and night
flood
was away from tears
avoids the parting in front of the eyes
you don't want to think about tomorrow
I wouldn't say goodbye
someone said to say goodbye to the sky once
will have stars and go out
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