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H O M E
Bright lights, loud music.
Flashy clothes, expensive drinks.
Everything feels like a dream
after coming home.
This loneliness I’m feeling right now—
is it because of you or is it just me?
Oh baby,
I don’t know what’s on my mind.
—— M I N H O
Let’s not be like that.
Even if we hate it,
even if it hurts,
the promise to be by your side—
that promise will eternally be the same thing.
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