One last tears to burst out in the cold and windy night.
Alone in my bed, hugging my pillow as if it's my only comforter while gazing at the flickering light.
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One last tears to burst out in the cold and windy night.
Alone in my bed, hugging my pillow as if it's my only comforter while gazing at the flickering light.
