dear minho;
like the night,
and starry sky
dark and bright
and your eyes.
like the light
of fireflies,
hold me tight
tell me lies:
"it's alright
we can try
i'll be your knight
and you'll be mine."
fly, fly high
to paradise
wrong or right
if i die?
and the sun still rises.
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