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On many nights, I stared blankly at the stars in the sky, thinking of my old age.
Thinking of all the endings I have thought about in the future
It turns out that no one can see the ending. What I wanted in the past was not this kind of thing in the future.
Friendly reminder from the author:
A youthful and bloody campus essay, BH, you need to be careful when entering the trap
The writing is poor, please forgive me.
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