苍白的脸上却装出了笑容

        薄暮时的晚樱

        徐徐垂落

        像深夜的街上

        远远地失了火

        踏月影轻踱步

        似慕着光的虫

        走进那灯火明亮的家中

        痛心于我的醉酒

        的那女孩

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