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...i like my hair and the different colors i can dye it to and my pedicure and all my earrings and my bed... =) "translation" Does the early fall day, why the ice-cold night of recollection raid the sincerity the love actually to have slowly to separate gray likely on the fallen leaf the day alone to pace back and forth the city previous place really lonelily to pass through sadly brokenhearted also needs to show off power wants to throw over the coat day coolly for you to need to treasure oneself nobody to love you me to tell you in each to think your night I cry incapable to let the autumn wind well carry off my missing to carry off my tear I continuously to be also more static than wait for in the place which reaches agreement ask the heaven to drip wet my both eyes to freeze my heart to let my no longer extravagant demands you also come back side with hardship me