I adorned five of my nails with nail polish,
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so that I myself would look absolutely dazzling.
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Sensibility is like a goldfish; or if you imagine it
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as a voice, you know it'll always echo back to you.
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We are like parallel lines that elongate infinitely side by side,
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but I feel that one of us is embellished while the other defaced.
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The stretching distance locked in between your and my footsteps
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can be easily closed in by joining our hands together.
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And today once again, looking at your indecipherable European writings,
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I, on your left side, mechanically traced them repeatedly.
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Ah, at the moment I have opened my eyes, I see a person, who asks,
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"Just into WHAT colors are you polishing your nails?"
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The warm knob seems to have gone rusty.
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Is this from someone's water? 'Cause all I can see is a boundary of blues.
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An orange, which runs away as soon as I chase after it,
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connects together the rain's scent and the colorful rainbow.
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And even right now, I'm still trying hard to stain the mysterious codes.
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but with the baggage I have, it really doesn't matter how much I try.
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Close your eyes, and pretend not to see what's above you,
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then this sky may actually start spinning in your imagination!
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Your nails look as colorful as a chameleon!
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I hope the colors on your nails will never fade.
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Ah, I'll be able to go anywhere, as long as I'm with you.
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