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Wine, not drunk, not drunk. Man, not tired and not sleeping. The heart, not broken, does not break. Love, do not learn will not. Deep inside everyone, there are always some people, some things. Late at night, the tide of memories will be

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Wine, not drunk, not drunk. Man, not tired and not sleeping. The heart, not broken, does not break. Love, do not learn will not. Deep inside everyone, there are always some people, some things. In the dead of night, the tide of memories will quietly flood the heart, let the time grow old, still alive as ever. People always do not know how to cherish when they have it, and they always feel that the coming to Japan is long, and the end can be expected. But the years are the most unbearable, and sometimes a turn is a farewell. Looking back on the past, only the memories are shattered... The encounter of life is like the rain outside the window, drenched and wet. Scattered, far away. If we are not allowed to allow or not to allow, it is no longer there.

Wine, not drunk, not drunk. Man, not tired and not sleeping. The heart, not broken, does not break. Love, do not learn will not. Deep inside everyone, there are always some people, some things. Late at night, the tide of memories will be
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