[Something happened recently, so I will take a break for a few days and write an outline.]
"If I were reincarnated, I hope to become a flying bird.
Fly freely in the sky, without restraints,
No need to endure pain, just sing freely. "
"If you can be reincarnated, I hope you will no longer suffer undue suffering and malice and can grow towards the sun."
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I give you a poem, hoping that you will feel free from guilt.
"Standing in front of the window sill,
admiring calmly
Peaceful days.
Suddenly he waved his hand,
like farewell
I once,
That wanton publicity.
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"Why have you been so absent-minded lately? "
"Maybe it's because I had a very real dream. "A dream so real that it is unforgettable.
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Small article, micro-suspense, short story, about ten chapters.
Intention: Grow toward the sun, with a clear conscience