In this world, various stories happen every day. They may be around us, or they may be far away in the corner of the world. Each of those stories touches the softest part of my heart.
Others don't know our stories; we don't understand other people's stories; in the world's stories, we are forgotten in the corner; in our stories, we forget the existence of the world.
We are all forgotten by the world, and everyone is alone.
A person nests in a small corner of the world, forgetting the passage of time and listening to the wind rustling the leaves. Looking up, looking through the window, you will see a world full of green and vibrant.
There are too many corners in this world. Is there you in a certain corner? Is there a scenery I have never seen before?
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