Dolent

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I hate this season without any reason

Please be humble,when flower wither

little by little,Poison paralyzed my heart

And I'm stuck in the
middle of Air

I can't figure it out

What's going on with me

The rhythm of your body
Make me go crazy

I lost my consciousness towards the world

Now tell me what's exactly wrong

paradise I want Where it goes

I was getting everything in slow mo

The paths I paved
disappears,

Now I'm Running without any reason

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