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My soul, coronary heart, system, intellect and sweetness are in the palm of your hand/I don’t know what to do about your teasing me and rejecting me/Why should I conceal my enthusiasm when it is actually consuming me?/I’ll complain, cry and communicate, and perhaps, my expensive, your coronary heart will softenThe cotton-like white clouds flowe