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So far away... It's no laughing story. Someday, if I have gone away Having fallen into a deep deep forest, You must go alone there. In tied hands, there is a soft body heat, Fingers which held it have untied loosely, Bells of a dry tone will be ringing. You must go alone there. As we are, two walk and are alone Dissembled voice is quite brokenly. Two are downcast eyes, there is one shadow I must go alone there as well, you know? You have fallen in faint love. Bloomed flowers at a far tall cliff. "Somehow I can't reach it," though you just know. Next time, you must go alone there. So far away... It's no laughing story. Someday, if I have been gone away Having fallen in a deep deep forest, You must go alone there. Since then I alone have walked, been solitary And been worn out fully by dissembling. I am downcast alone in a golden room I used to with you be staying there. Having fallen into a deep forest I am A dirty fruit which is black sooty. That's all, the story is that alone. You must go alone there.
