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Lonely like grass, in an unknown corner of rapid germination and soaring [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the time quietly flowing, water kill all the memories.
the ancient period when the violations also vanish in the turbulent collapse, and that Zeng my palpitations of the past, it has become dull and weak. When I look back, even if it is not actually described as an insignificant detail is very impressive.
many of the old things can only be in the memory cell, then the language is so gorgeous pale, dull characters, after all, can not spell out the original beauty and heart. When I look back, they discovered that my heart and heartache, thought to last forever, love the sea dry stone, but is very simple, very bland episode of a life only. So even I
very surprised, had let his sleepless nights, sleepless nights share of moving, let me feelings of effort to pay at six times, so fragile, vulnerable, can not see the sun and air, as if in a vacuum bacteria.
six years, only a thin layer of paper stationery familiar and strange to maintain our relationship. Very common greetings, very serious heart or false photo. All actually want to come so common is so natural - no commitment, no result, everything from the development of naturally very calm and end. Most moving and can not forget that although far away each other, very romantic as the plot to fill the gap, and the share of tacit understanding, care and lost no time in regards to this life we always made me feel really nice ring.
has a warm and pleasant day, seems destined to lose, no sorrow, no heartache. Today, finally understand that all desire is just a wonderful dream it is difficult to achieve, is hollow, is made of water bubbles, is in any case can not afford the real, heavy heavy life!
through wind, through rain [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], through life's most difficult years of the most helpless, the frustrations and the fate of impermanence to share my heart uneven dwarfs, love and hate are no longer important, life being able to have this good friend is moving [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], why should they pray for death [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], enduring what Love? Life is real thing, and then encounters the beautiful romantic flat light also becomes flat and tasteless life together.
I think I should be thankful, is the God I have this good friend, I have inscribed my life in this enough to make beautiful memories of my feelings animate.
I no longer expect, but also not expecting a miracle, a man is just, just want to go, do what you can do, do what you want to do, as well as its own thing to do ... ...
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