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Missing is locked into the wrinkles,
Care melts into white hair,
Time falls silently,
But flowers bloom in the palm of your hand.
-Source network
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#This article is written to my cousin o^v^o@
Intention: When we feel the aftertaste is bitter, please believe that everything will eventually turn out to be sweet.
