The mind is broken
So many lives are broken
One strange arrangement.
I am hiding my tears
Spent a thousand nights
Now in the foggy morning,
I am waiting for someone to return.
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Whatever goes absolutely
There are no rules to go,
There may be rules for coming,
I'm against the rules again.
But it was good that the light went out
There is no harm in crying,
I want to cry again.