Dear you,



Have you noticed the rose searing in your garden? Neither fear nor



tear, it has just gone like feathers.



Lefting with nothing but memories, I stared at your footprints in the



blue moon. Is it a mature behavior to face the world in songs even we are



treated in pain? Then, I wondered and went wandering by years.



Never still or stay still?





Sincerely Yours

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