What happens when a gentle, guiding lover encounters a stagnant person with severe mental illness?
Gentle and guiding lovers × self-destruction
"Tall buildings rise, love grows wildly, and stagnant water remains the same."
"What's your name?"
"Easy to fall, easy to fall, easy to fall."
"I hope you are safe and healthy, worry-free and happy forever."
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[Very short, pulls the hips, written for practice, please proceed with caution]
Intention: Love is hard to find, happiness is hard to come by.
