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Though I may live

In the kingdom of magnificent house

Yet full of hatred within my heart,

No way I could feel

The freedom of happiness

But only imprison my soul through darkness.

I had managed those dusty dreams

In the past oh, yes...

And gave up all and leave them all

It cost nothing, but immaterial grounds.

I couldn't just wipe out my tears

For whatever compassions I had wisely stated

Though it's really hard to accept

Those loads of objections from the ancestors

and flout the rules from disagreeable society

With ups and downs criticisms

While continously selecting and collecting

Their chosen fabulous sugar and bitterness tastes.

It's all up to what I have heard

With my strong determination

To someone who implanted me within his heart.