I, 23 years old clueless girl.
Have no guts to initiate a casual conversation.
But the fear of die wondering overcomes my cowardliness.
So with little help from the universe, i start.
10 minutes of dying and second guessing.
Then there you go,
The reason why i won't let myself down at least tonight, at my birthday.
You, whom i expect to be a stone-cold assassin, serve sweet profound warmth.
You, whom i expect to be a stone-cold assassin, serve sweet profound warmth.
With 4 hours of counting down the time, my lonely nights, paid off.
Now, I, 24 years old girl.
Has little clue.

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