Pure love, only our memories of surf

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In this world, there is a feeling
Although unforgettable
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, L3 @) A1 h3 Z# v' ~* u2 F; W regardless of how loved
3 V3 ?) v6 C/ Y- W+ I' G: F no matter who will eventually be turned
Shen Jin sad that
time sea
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inability Zaiqu dial that number " br>
, Q7 Z9 Y& ^& m7 E* [ always look forward to sweet
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$ W* p( Z: J( i+ ~( U9 P flow with his own tears
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but their
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performance
are someone else's face
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finally realized that
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That piece is just a beautiful model who
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to wear to someone else
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) ?; W1 n& Q3 D4 H1 b. R8 N himself
/ O* W* U' n5 P3 _ change to become a clown costumes
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is not missing and then found
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life
, K9 B, R0 P/ h6 N& ?4 R8 s is not a person's movie
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time
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5 R2 z3 L. Q3 d, N# Q) E) D our own time
, ?9 l- D, W2 t7 l already hoary
wrinkles
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turned their backs to
love
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locked himself in the door
the exclusion of
only
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is often aeon's Separation of
pure love,
only our memories of the spray,