Listening to my own heartbeat, jumping irregularly, I am thinking quietly and don't want to be disturbed. We hugged tightly but let go easily. This feeling is very subtle. How should I put it? Time is divided into diagonals. Stop your kindness to me and break up our dependence. In the sky after you leave, I am like a kite looking for a dream. Is there a face after the sky clears after the rain? I look at the sky quietly, trying to find the feeling of loss. I can only smile and look forward to the rainbow when the sky clears after the rain.
---JOLIN
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