The past drifts away like clouds
Sorry, sorry
Searching for thousands of miles, it will never come back
Empty hold of the wreckage
Solitary chant of sadness
Leaving old residence
in tears
Have you ever spent the night drinking and talking?
Toast at this time
Swallowing the salty and bitter taste for thousands of times but it keeps coming
Worrying and quiet
Drunk!
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