8.Turquoise Boy
'Ha-ha...okay, dog...'
Turquoise boy, I must confess to you,
sweet liberation has come
You are a legend in a lovely game,
but now I feel I must run
Turquoise boy, the sky is calling me
Sweet isolation in the sun
You are a soldier in a sad charade
How do you lose what's never found？
Turquoise boy, I must confess to you,
sweet liberation has come
You are a legend in a lovely game,
but now I feel I must run
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