when I was tired of giving,
and fatigue did not accept.
when the world is not on my side,
when the sun is reluctant to give me a warm.
I was looking for who is wrong,
but after I found it, not the satisfaction that I can.
just a deep disappointment,
that made this heart melted, crushed, and crushed.
I had asked the wind,
when he stroked my hair blowing through it.
but I'm not satisfied with just blowing it.
I need more.
Last the water only replied with a crackle
My sense of sincerity they are just a mirage.
is not that what happens now?
or do we forget?
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