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The town is quiet like the bottom of the ocean
I continue down the trail by myself
Guided by a distant voice
I search for the soft indigo lights.

I discovered myself within
And my spirit calls out to me
No matter how close I am, I can't hear it

The mirror reflects an illusion of a demon.
That day, my heart collapsed without a sound.
I searched endlessly for the day
for someone who can keep going on inside my heart.

This dispute will forever go on.
Such internal conflict, the loneliness.
I've become numb, I cannot see,
not even the gentle smiles of strangers.