In a dark alley, a young man wearing a white shirt sat on the high platform of an unfinished building and looked at the shabby corner of the world.
At the same time, a young man was imprisoned in the White Tower. The flowers under the tower were blooming and decaying. He was counting the roses covering the ground as usual.
He is waiting
Wait for a chance
Break through the thorns
jump down
Falling into the washed white shirt mixed with the ocean
Sit full.
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