As the white roses bloom, our love will reborn again.
The time of meeting has finally arrived,
I wish your eyes and warm smile could remain forever.
However, the setting sun sweeps you away once again, leaving only a shadow of despair.
The petals have flown away, no longer blooming again.
Our paths will never cross again.
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Hopeless lover (
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