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When an unknown yellow flower blooms,
Her dead season returns
Get out, butcher
I didn’t know at first
What’s coming to me
I don’t know what happened
The memory was a moment,
The pain continued
a rough cut of the neck
a torn body
That’s when I realized
I’ll have this nightmare for the rest of my life
Can you guess without a heart?
When she’s ripped out of my sight and wailed in pieces
That despair
So
Don’t cry
Death is
We’ll be back like the season
The original Lee Young-do’s tear-drinking bird