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Walking in the streets of Paris

Such as walking corpses

Feel the wind blows

Blow the blush scarred

Lt seems that someone called me

Come back

Except night or night

A cold feeling,if crossed the cheeks

Lovelorn taste really uncomfortable

Look at

The night sky is vast and boundless

No star ornament

Apart from loneliness

What else

Under Eiffel Tower

Two back

Now there's only one left

Lonely back

As well as

The feeling of Acacia……