We once wanted to cross that boundary, but we were afraid and confessed everything whether we would never go back to the past.
No matter how time passes by ruthlessly, it has gone through the baptism of years. When I met you in that strange place, there was a lot of irony, less words and more silence.
Today, I type our story out word by word on the keyboard, trying to piece together the fragmented pictures deep in your heart, trying to awaken the original you, brother - do you remember?
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