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Wherever we shall stay
More than ever, I'm afraid
We need to reach to vast sky
Sometimes we need to dance in the moonlight

Clouds are like hesitated feelings
They float away
I stand under this tree
'The tree of brighter future'

Bury me, tell me;
Where is the end of you?
I can't see what you are telling me
I want to cry
I want to know
I want to break my rules
There's nothing I wouldn't be more sure