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A night of spring breeze

The wind is soft and warm

When blowing in the face

Sweet and a little dizzying

The night is feminine

Under the bright lights

The city has a vague feeling

Fallen beauty

Green as a daisy

It is what it looks like in memory

Silent light smile

Footprints of yesteryear

It's faintly possible

Your beautiful face

Blurry and clear

In the crowd

The past is noisy in the mind

I was like a grain of sand blown up by the wind

It's constantly fluttering

Panic is like an electric current

Breakdown of the body

Every pore

I don't know

The world that is about to stay

There is no you?

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