It's hard to believe, that being pure at heart is really a pain.
But that's the way I feel.
With loves, and hates and passions just like mine,
They were born and then they lived and then they died.
It seems so unfair. I want to cry.
For Mercy has a human heart, pity a human face.
... I still believe that people are really good at heart.
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