From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars
I am so excited that I can’t write anymore, slowly
I am so excited that I can’t write anymore, slowly
I’m so excited that I can’t write it down. Take it slow.
The bleak autumn wind is here again today, the human world has changed
Happy birthday, teacher~
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