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I am left alone in this corner with my bloody past
In the sandalwood fragrance that does not meet modern preferences, I will meet old friends again and again
They have changed but they have not changed. Everything is moving forward according to the script of fate.
After drinking a cup of scalding tea, I knew clearly that they would not end well this time.
I should have been one of them
But I stand here and become an accomplice of fate in your place.
The red coat hangs at the end of the room
The bell is still there, and so is the cat...
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A short to medium story with a strong sense of Be.
The whole article is nonsense and a pure stream of consciousness product.
1V1 double strong
Intention: The past is like smoke
