I try to use my hands to disperse the haze that has enveloped me. I have no regrets or regrets about what I have done. My only regret is that I have failed you.
I owe you this life, I won't allow you to live in the next life, I only wish you happiness
Inspired by the text I learned "A Letter to My Wife"
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There is no writing or logic, just a record of inspiration
Accept objective corrections, short letters, possible expansion
Intention: We are all moving forward bravely.