since the rain is falling, i think i might fall as well
Now I erased all of you I emptied out all of you But when the rain falls again All the memories of you I hid with effort It all comes back, it must be looking for you
"To be strong is to understand weakness. To be weak is to have fears. To have fears is to have something precious to you. To have something precious to you is to be strong."
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