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I'm tired

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Characters: Goo Hara / Jung Minhye and Kevin Woo

someone is passing by and gives money in my cup
I want to shout, " I WAS DRINKING THAT MANGO JUICE!"
But what's the point? The money was a loose button I glared at the back of the woman.I stared at her, as she turned around Then I saw...I saw the pain in her face caused by the pain i was suffering in ...I'm sorry mom... 

True pain is unbearable.
I can make us feel... tired of it...

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