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youthage
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It is not in the future.
However, do not cry.
If you cry here
It has piled it up to now.
Our youth
To the way of the smoke rolled in the wind
Everything blows off.
Therefore, do not cry.
Even if there is no future
There is hope.
Therefore, let's laugh with a smile today.
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