Life itself is also a chance encounter.
After falling into the mortal world, some bloom and some wither.
No matter who comments on it, the wind passes by silently and without a trace.
Since you have it in your hand, hold on tight.
If it bleeds, give up.
Pain itself, what is lost is not just the feeling. Behind the decision, please bow your head and forgive.
No matter what you lose, keep looking for it. No matter what you get, please remember it deeply.
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