At least I still have a free soul.
——Inscription
"At least I still have a free soul."
After I finished writing, I looked at this line of crooked words.
Then I repeated it over and over again in my mind.
Just like when I was the most lonely and helpless, I desperately held it against my chest.
This is all the confidence and reason why I have reached this point.
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For a long time, I have not known where to start with this story, how to describe it, or even how long to hold on to it.
Maybe it's because we are so deeply attached to each other that even today, I still can't have that kind of impulse of relief.
At this point, even though destiny has played tricks on me, and I have worked hard to the best of my ability, I still have no regrets.
I am a natural person, and I always hope to follow my own inspiration, so many of my promises are only made to myself.
But this time, I want to bravely take it seriously, before I bear it, before my promise becomes invalid.
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It is better to listen to you recite three hundred poems than to watch one of my poems.