***
If you want to kill me.
And every day, my friend,
I still don't know it really
I thought it is a lie,
Which came with darkest hours.
Wish to return old time,
Though we can't be the lovers.
Through many years apart
You'll be my home,my fellow.
The one, first in my heart.,
The light reflections mirror.
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