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		<title>Amnesia</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Over my tender shoulder　　　A forest sunk in thick mist　　　The concealed truth　　　Quietly, it echoes 　　　Burnt on my eyelids　　　A monochrome world　　　Full of black shadows entangling 　　　In the soaring rain of light　　　I want everything to melt into forgiveness　　　My frozen sin　　　Resounds painfully, like a lullaby　　　Gently touching my memories　　　A tender song shakes me awake　　　The warm vestiges　　　Rustling inside my heart 　　　In [...]
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Over my tender shoulder<br />　　　A forest sunk in thick mist<br />　　　The concealed truth<br />　　　Quietly, it echoes</p>
<p>　　　Burnt on my eyelids<br />　　　A monochrome world<br />　　　Full of black shadows entangling</p>
<p>　　　In the soaring rain of light<br />　　　I want everything to melt into forgiveness<br />　　　My frozen sin<br />　　　Resounds painfully, like a lullaby<br /><span class="fullpost"><br />　　　Gently touching my memories<br />　　　A tender song shakes me awake<br />　　　The warm vestiges<br />　　　Rustling inside my heart</p>
<p>　　　In this world mingled with noise<br />　　　In this dazzling vertigo<br />　　　Red flower petals are falling</p>
<p>　　　All those scattered hollow dreams<br />　　　I want to embrace and love them all<br />　　　The innocent pain left behind<br />　　　Wonders till far away, like a lullaby</p>
<p>　　　The blurry sky of twilight<br />　　　The hazy trembling moonlight<br />　　　Reflected on my wet eyes</p>
<p>　　　All those broken fragments of light<br />　　　I want to gather them and erase the night away<br />　　　Embracing my wish, until the day I am awaken<br />　　　I will continue to softly whisper, a lullaby<br /></span></p>
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		<title>Our Future</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[The trees are swayed by the relaxing windIn the playing tunes I close my earsSmall flower blooms at the road sideslowly, the rotten bud covered again. I want to protect your smileSomeday pain in our hearts could turn into prideour connected memories becoming our wayWe&#8217;ll talk forward with connected hand.Beyond the long and cool nightThe [...]
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The trees are swayed by the relaxing wind<br />In the playing tunes I close my ears<br />Small flower blooms at the road side<br />slowly, the rotten bud covered again.</p>
<p>I want to protect your smile<br />Someday pain in our hearts could turn into pride<br />our connected memories becoming our way<br />We&#8217;ll talk forward with connected hand.<br /><span class="fullpost"><br />Beyond the long and cool night<br />The lights will keep on covering the world.<br />After those cries, the song of the earth echoes<br />I hold this unwavering feeling to my heart.</p>
<p>Surely we&#8217;d able to see everything in neverending sky<br />And then we will always drawing story of two of us.</span></p>
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