SWIFT, FAST, FURIOUS, THE BEAT OF THE WATER, LIKE A RACING HEART, WORDS SPOKEN, TO CLOSE TO SEE THE COLLISION AHEAD, I RAISE MY CUP AND INVITE THE MOON TO COME DOWN FROM THE SKY, I DRY MY TEARS, I HOPE SHE WILL ACCEPT ME,I RAISE MY CUP AND ASK THE BRANCHES, HEAVY WITH FOAM, NOT MANY CAN COMPREHEND THIS COLLISION COURSE, NOT EVEN I,
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