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Quietly leaning against your arms, quietly listening to your deep cries, slowly caressing your heart with your hands. There is a hidden me, accompanied by the breeze, gently singing a song of longing in the night, letting all the warmth of longing squeeze my emotions, stubbornly searching for your shadow in my dreams.
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The changes in clouds and the twinkling of stars are both mysterious and wonderful language expressions of nature.
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