Motorama

Rose in the vase

Motorama
Several years
Away from each other
Away from each other
Several years
From highlands and oceans
To lowlands and rivers

Therefore the pain won't stop

I spend my days sitting
In front of the fireplace
You spend your days dying
Like a rose in the vase

New day comes
Days go by

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