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You promised me that for my signature, I would become a floating cloud for the rest of my life.
The oath engraved in your palm, the arm you promised me all my life, have all turned into clouds?
I still remember holding hands, heart to heart, arms warm ... but now my hands are empty, my heart is dying, and my arms are cold. Promise me that my life will be like a cloud?