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The Graveyard of Flowers and Red Faces, Don't tell me about the dust of your heart.
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The dream is broken by the long wind, and I sing a song about parting at the Long Pavilion of Ten Miles, knowing the bitterness of parting. I can't bear to see the water flowing relentlessly and never returning. Do you know it's hard to fulfill your dreams? Forget it! Stop! Stop it! I don't know what I'm going to do, but I'm going to do what God wants me to do.