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Secret love.
Peep, window, heartbeat.
I don't know where the love started, but it goes deeper and deeper.
The thoughts that have been hidden for five years are like a blank sheet of paper.
It breaks when you poke it.
Invisible like light.
As restless as the wind.
Between him and me.
There is always distance.
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The spring months of that year were blurry, but they made me remember them for four years.
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"Di Rampeng, wait for me."
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Short film about secret love, first point of view
Purpose: I hope that my secret love will eventually come true