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Hey, my friends Let us make a deal We are not allowed to leave In 50 years When we get old We might be too weak to dance But we We could still talk and laugh With a wine Underneath the moon Would we talk til the morning has broken As the good old days Then the sun would hurry us home To prepare another banquet -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 61.229.138.141 ※ 編輯: korn31910 來自: 61.229.138.141 (01/15 01:49)
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