Too tired n I.. I've found one thing
through 'the way'
Too empty.. Because Like the tough work,
done n I say,
through, through like a heavy sand or snow..
Growing up, to be, to be,
That mean, Understanding, 'Love'.
Maybe of you. Or maybe, me.
Now I'm still the girl, n I guess on n on,
Not perfect, Not God, that makes me, timid,
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Thankfulness(n that's I've built)..
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I knew before leaving, we all love once again,
at the first time, Still I say You're wrong.
nana,
masayoyamashita,