Some of the people in the world
Have a wrong love
Or are in a trouble of love
Not to solve the entanglement
The pursuit of unrequited love
Cannot be safe and sound overnight
I waste my life in waiting and escaping
Or being helpless
Or being in pain
Or being angry
I don't know
What kind of love have the fragrance of flowers
Of course,some people succumb to the life
But some persons are still struggling for their ideal
In the world
There are so many unpleasant things
So nothing is perfect
We are in pain
That is an endless cycle
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