Every step I saved
Memory that burst every second With friends and opponents it is Impossible to expect the shooting star
The sweat must be passed always Will it continue to wait or look sad
Each dark sky turn my gaze of hope
To someone who stands up itself Mute a thousand languages Which can make me blush
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Pieces of stars
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