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In this quiet night\ sitting alone in the pavilion\ gently picking up a pen\ to draw you in my heart\ your appearance is so beautiful\ it cannot be erased from my heart\ just want to get close to you\ even if silently and quietly\ when I open my phone\ your profile picture is so clear on the desktop\ want to listen to music\ but find it's all our phone call recordings\ want to sober up\ telling myself you are no longer my only one\ but in the end I realize the figure in my dreams is still you
