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Storm and Flame
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One in the howling rain.
In a condition of the impulse to well up.
Like that time I kept running when.
It still keeps smoldering.
Please stay with the passion.
My distination isn't seen yet.
I thought that day was missing.
Piece of a dream
But I noticed.
I'm also sleeping now in the corner at the heart.
I'm eager to cry from the bottom at the heart, and is here.
The existence called me.
The one of the name called a request in fire of a chest
Please keep putting firewood.
One in the howling wind.
In a condition of goaded passion.
I'll keep running this evening.
It still keeps burning.
Put out passion for everyone, development
Night Which went wrong, without an end.
The paved road moonlight lights up.
It's also insignificant and I keep running.
My distination is still in a far place.
This, at the center of the world which went wrong.
I'd like to strain the voice and cry.
I'd like to cry until the throat keeps being hoarse.
When I live and am here.
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