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Late at night, when the stars are on watch………And the moonlight is chilly and keen………
Angel Guardian stilly approached……..Asking why was the scar on my skin……………………………….
Burned yourself? – No! It was just my heart…………… Who is trustful and so naïve,………….It was trampled by boots into mud……….For it wanted to love and believe………………………………………………Does it hurt you? - I only regret………..This is torture, like cutting the vein……………Are you frightened? – I try to forget………………and trust people despite of my pain………………………………………………..Angel guiltily looked at my scar - ……………………I must save you from hardship and rain ………..Ask for anything – even a star! -…………………Let me pass through all this once again…..
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