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I play the guitar earnestly in the room where nobody is.
I am similar earnestly to find time unmanageable.
I do single life rock which nothing thinks about
This is the sound of my heart
Anyone needs to hear it
This is the cry of my heart
Nobody hears it anyway
This is the tone of my heart
I flip anything earnestly without thinking.
There is not what is respected thing that I did.
I am same as the harmful insect of that place.
If there is not the nature, the pride does not cut the feeling of the few
person either.
It is a worst fool.
This is the sound of my heart.
Anyone needs to hear it.
This is the cry of my heart.
Nobody hears it anyway.
This is the tone of my heart.
The feelings that were covered in the depths of the heart.
I will forget it
Why will be it
A finger never moves…
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