She wrote me a beautiful story about Mireal, she and I.
I just feel luck that I found her finally. perhaps she found me in somewhere first.
She is going to leave very soon and we are probably not meeting each other again before her leaving.
perhaps we are the same type of people, fragile and romance
perhaps we could be very strong with our tiny bodies
perhaps we could be very gentle with our sharp speaking
perhaps we could be the strangers forever
perhaps not acting on is better
perhaps...
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