Don't cry, stay away.
Speechless, secretly lovesickness.
No one knows outside the two hearts.
A solitary bird is locked in a deep cage at night, and the branches are cut off with a sharp sword.
Although the river water is turbid, there are times when it is clear, and although the aconite is black, there are times when it is white.
There is only separation and secret separation, and there is no delay in being willing to each other.
——Bai Juyi's "Hidden Love"
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