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 If you came to me from the rain
Use my sheltered wing, rain stays for days
Hold this feeling
You're in silent rest
Once I left my home, I knelt
Bleeding from the pull of ropes, I felt.


No, you don't live for nothing
When you lose I'll fall
No need to search for something
I'll give you my all


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