U-uh...!
I can't stop.
Season of snow powder always come
Although we are mixed up with a mass of people
we are looking on the same sky
Blown by the wind, and we are chilled by it
I may not know everything about you
Nevertheless, I've found you among 100 million of people
There's no proof but I'm very serious of it
It's impossible to live in the same time
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