1. Foreigner

You told me always, I have worn-out shoes.
Under the sky at this time of night, surrounded your smile.
I met you among the stars in the sky. You will go home abroad.
Your name is Stalingrad which has stars, so shine tomorrow.


Floating spectacle Dramatic stabbing pop A stateless trip with an unknown destination Biased spectacles making days unordinary

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