Through the murmur of the night fog
Love and Truth
They are sobbing face to face.
To dream only
The season was too short.
The ugliness that can’t be hidden
Soon, it faded little by little,
I’m changing into new clothes,
In front of the reality that everyone in the world is falling
He was pushing me, and he was laughing.
Still, tonight in the white moonlight,
A blooming white pear flower
Only the whispers of the fragrant Ewha
Embracing my distorted self
It adds to its purity.
On a warm background of ochre light
Even the deep beauty inside,
In Waiting Thread
Even if I leave myself to
I can take a break in that one verse…
Under the stars, sprinkle pure white,
As if he had drunk all the darkness of the world,
Gently soothing me
Ewha is constantly waiting.
It was guarding tonight.
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Well-written and straight to the point. Keep up the good work!