REJECTED ONCE, CLAIMED TWICE
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Jikkeun jikkeungeoryeo
(My head hurts)
Haneureun haneulsaek saneun ge da ppeonhae
(The sky is the color of the sky, life is obvious)
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Joy took over the rap and Aira looked at me dead in the eye as she leaped on my torso, wounding her legs firmly and sang the next stanza to me and true to her word, or rather the song’s lyrics, tears started to patter down her eyes while our noses slotted close to each other’s which brought our quivering lips even closer.