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I have always thought that all things can be faded by time, just like those fallen leaves... No matter how thick they are, as long as a gust of wind blows, they will scatter like a butterfly with broken wings and never be able to gather together again. My happiness stayed in the summer when I was 14 years old. The sun was so bright, but I still felt the snowflakes creeping over my feet little by little, and it was so cold that I couldn't breathe.
Original title: That Summer for Alice
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