The Flower of Lost Love Blooms
by Stony Ground
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In the loneliness of ten thousand years, I may want to meet you. The winding glacier and the cold snow whisper, waiting for love to melt my cry. In the hug that lasted for a second, it was impossible to tell who was crying, as if two ice ages had to burst their banks in love. Pain, no taboo, it would be a pity to cause separation. I dote on you and don't want to waste a moment of suspicion. The oath is superfluous. The colder I am, the more I miss you. I love you. Close my eyes and think of you in the wind, life is fleeting. Happiness is also superfluous. The more you have, the more you lose. Give it to memories. Love until the ice and snow. You don't know where people love you. It's very lonely...
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