There are many things that we are not aware of. What I have lost and gained are disappearing like gurgling water, until the deafening echo reaches a certain dull and painful scar, and everything is an afterthought.
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If life were just like the first time we met, I think there would be no rusty rainy days or tightly entangled vines between us.
Nor would there be each other engraved in our bones and blood.
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I'm at your disposal, please love me.
Intention: Everything will be understood later
