I dropped a marble; when I chased after it,
I dropped another
Only one remains in a single sunny spot
The moment their hearts begin to beat, like it or not,
People claim their own place
They keep protecting it so that it isn't snatched away
Though I kept my hands clean, they look dirty
Before I doubt my memory, my memory will doubt me
We'll meet each other for sure,
Making our identical heartbeats into our landmarks
I am here, because I'm always calling
When our worn-out motives overlap and tremble,
We will fulfill our promise
We will become one
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