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With the color I love,

3 PLAYS

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The heart that can no longer be seen,

The world surely disliked me.

Even if I get caught in passing rain,

Let’s slowly walk and speak of love.

Riding the rhythm I like,

In search of happiness’s wish,

I tore up the letters I had written.

The days I had longed for,