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"He didn't find morality, but he found power." --Goethe My name is Thea. Time is the greatest torrent, destroying everything and drowning everything with its devastating power. When I look back after everything, everything in the past seems no longer clear. But on the grassland where I met him, I saw the traces left by time. The dizziness of summer steaming, the deep confusion between the rich and poor streets, the illusion reflected in the mirror lake, the coolness emanating from the old houses, the intermittent ancient sounds in the wind, the dazzling halo of roses blooming under the scorching sun, these traces are the body temperature in the world that will never dissipate. He is the light that flickers on and off in my heart, the joy, honor, disgrace, pain, and sentimentality of the rest of my life. He once outlined every one of my yearnings and promised me a dark hell and a holy heaven. "I believe you." "Later I realized that it was an illusion that he loved me, and it was also an illusion that he didn't love me."

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