那是她會得到的幸福
不是我的
她是美麗可愛的
不是我的
我會漂流在這個世界
逐漸老去 孤獨地
周圍浮著記憶的破片 間隙刺痛著
那是我的
There's something to remember; there's something to forget. There's something left reflections on my mind; there's something I let it pass with the time. In the virtual space Chelsea named for my favorite place in London, my feelings and memories lie sound.
From Foundations to Freedom Being part of this — joining a major project to build an onshore substation — from nothing to something, from ...
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