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My love has sweet senses
She will find me wherever I go
I forgive all your past
Let me see your wrinkled hands
My navel strings get longer
I will find you wherever you go
I accept all your past
Everything in your wrinkled hands
I am lost in your arms
Slowly sinking to you
I am lost in your arms
Can you put your hands on me?
I am lost in your arms
Slowly sinking to you
I am lost in your arms
Can you stay here for a while?
Slowly coming...
Definitely coming
Definitely... Definitely...
Uncertain figure
It's hiding in me
A certain future
The place I want to stay
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