"Midnight, not a sound from the pavement, has the moon lost her memory? She is smiling alone In the lamp light the withered leaves collected my feet And the wind begins to moan
....Memory... All alone in the moonlight... I can smile at the old day... I was beautiful then..."
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ไม่ได้มาทักซะนานเลย
ช่วงนี้ยุ่งมากมาย
สบายดีนะ ^-^