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Life has been lived in
Only an indecisiveness
Which is newly decorated
That beauty is feminine
Which is dear to someone
I have lost that life is a loser
This life is ours
A slave I'm yours
What will be a greater punishment
What a graceful posture is yours?
Everyone should see it this way
He is my season of the spring
Enmity is yours
It's again my turn
Whoever sees him
Loved by everyone
