Written for my boy.
I'm glad that our tacit understanding has been so long along the way.
Understanding is a kind of fate, and heartbeat is a kind of fate.
Originally it was just the indispensable and inadvertent bits and pieces of life.
When fate comes, everything will fall into place.
The so-called fate is the right time, right place, right people.
However, if my heart is moved, everything will not be fine.
Looking at ordinary stories, intermittent but joyful.
No matter right or wrong, I just want to be with you every day and night.
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