Close, I don’t want to stand from afar, from above in the bright and colorful lights. I want to sing words among those who love me. In order to survive, I know when I need to. But on the night of March 5 coming, when the clock turns 12 o’clock, that is when I officially enter the age of 50, I really want to. Writing Because Murder Is Wrong Poster. Live true to what you have, songs, things that need to be shared together. I love simplicity so I chose the Majestic stage. There, that night, I could go barefoot and sing, I could sit on the wooden platform and talk.
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