Two Volumes Two Windows Two Windows Two Comrade Two Participants Two Passengers in Life Two Dear Participants
Weve walked out of dusk and shadow We knew the story of love We thought the story is at the end of the story. This is the more eye Two names of the two memories of the two two spots Two remotely left
Our hands are lost We lost our strangers. Last of all those smiles and anthems The jealousy was
Two strangers in two hearts Two. China Two Singlely Lonely
