The key to the rusted heart's door will always be smiling right near by.

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Even it rains or spears were to fall, I will run through it because I want to find the joy without a shape. This big dream of mine that can not be translated to words,I will make it come true, even if it were to depend my wounds.

We stand here today because of what we believed through, that is why I will continue running forward, never looking away. Even if I'm told that there is no bright future, I will change it right away, fighting it with all my feeling. The wind is probably testing our hearts. In my heart, I gently grasped my hands. You are probably searching for the answer to your tears. Your dream is always waiting near by, with the answer in its hands.



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