In the ignorant years, you and I met.
I once liked you, and you also liked me.
It's just that the timing is always slightly off.
We were too young and didn't know how to embrace each other.
The memories washed away by the years are full of sweet and bitter images.
You have been waiting for me, and I miss you across the ocean.
After wandering around and searching, are you my final destination?
——Alocasia
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