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I haven't forgotten, I can't forget
my blind love, don't worry..
if it's living, I lived but
most of my soul is left on you
am I regretful? never..
I became beautiful by mourning
haven't I loved? I have loves, yes..
after you..with passion
but my heart burns
the complexion hangs about, the soul bleeds
I'm crying..you don't have heard..
tears flow to my inside..
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