The string is broken and the love is gone.
The stems of the leaves are not completely dry, and the eyebrows are still there.
Alone, the sun is far away from the horizon, and the moonlit city is quiet and frosty at night.
The entire text has been revised. Chapters 1 and 3 are almost the same as before, so you don't need to read them again. The rest was all rewrites.
Probably, okay.
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