Slippery trail mounts
The creek creeps up
Dog howls like a shade
I'm getting confused
The wind blows the valve
The face is obviously nervous
Eyes fainted
I may not be able to
The natural voice greeted
Time is almost gone
I closed my eyes
I may miss her
I do not know what the night looks like
Wrapping a bleak story
The story of a cruel ruler
I may still have a grudge
His face grew more greeting
My imagination was bought by his smile
He came suddenly
I am in love
I miss the prophecy
Like before
I gave him a name
Night from Dusk
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