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Text/Yi Han
beauty
You are the excuse for war
You are the battle between the father and son of the prince and the brothers
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war
Put you in the center
Is your most extravagant decoration
Flowers blossom and bury red faces
The origin of the cause is extinguished a few rounds
Killing in love
And war coexists
It is difficult to walk on thin ice
There is no reason to argue
Endless
Old beauty
Eternally
Bustling like a dream
That
It's poppy blooming
The flakes fall red
Poisonous incense floats
Tells the vicissitudes of history
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