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Missing the love that has faded away, hope in the heart_Loyalty without doubt, this is the heart of a man who has become confused_The heart of a man who is like a pine tree that has fallen into a gentle breeze

The wind blows across the deep night_ The pine tips sway, the wind blows softly with the wind_ The pine tips sway like the wind, the pines are sad and sad _ The wind blows, changing, not sure