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what have i done !!!

stop walking with your eyes fixed on where your feet land; turn your face upward to the sky. Dont miss the opportunity of soaring the sky

So close yet far as shores of seas. I long to keep my hold on you, the me who shadows your steps. Forgotten and displaceable! How worthless!

that autumn fragrance of yours remind of our bygone days, time when my hand was yours, yours mine, us as one.. yet the longing i dare not hope .. the cloud carried you in a far land of fairies

if i can't, i must. If I must, I will definitely able to do it

when one feel resentment, one strive to become stronger

a dash is like one beep of 80's phone, a short sound announcing life to cherish, a long echo echoes through eternal holdings and awaiting damnations

tears of the wind reasonate across valleys of mountains, a wailing suffocating darkness' nature

thousand gold pieces are like desert sand, a sincere heart is hard to get.

Thousand of gold pieces are easy to find, a sincere heart is hard to find

The art of living is doing rather than dreaming on doing

AllbI want is to leave an unmarked mark. Cna this world of traces allow it ?

la suicide -- absolute song layering an outter and inner cold and grey color of truth and corruption of squirrel and cockroach

a dash is like one beep of an 80's phone, a short sound alarming life to cherish, a long sound of things to hold to eternally and the awaiting darkness