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I cried on the way home and my tears broke down again. Powerless to walk like this, no longer dare to be proud of luxury. What else can I say? What else can I do? I wish you could hear me, because I love you and I let you go...
Like a person is not wrong, wrong is wrong to like a person who does not like themselves.
Broken contact, broken thoughts, the last hope has been ash fly annihilation, the heart has been tired, pain? I don't understand.
Any parting short of death should be blessed.