——————————————————————————————————————————————————— When the stars go by,who will still with me? People passed and people rest,everyone
will leave,I just the funny man in poor blue box.nobody know where i came from and
going for anywhere.
If anything i done are wrong,should be someone to tell me.Don't let silence showup.
Belong to you then will never leave!
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