"The gloomy past, the soul that wants to be redeemed but no one comes close to it. It was left desolate there, never finding a bright exit.
"Deliberate ambiguity, attention and proximity. My dear, I have actually always lived in your heart, but you have never noticed my existence.
"It's such a mottled and gorgeous color patch. It was warm all the way to his eyes, and his eyes as dark as night seemed to be covered by countless rays of light.
"A warm hand covered his cheek, caressing the lines on his face. A slightly cool touch and an instant burning temperature.
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