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  Despite the silence, despite the distance, despite the passing of time, this love does not fade—in fact, it grows even more intense within me, reaching the tips of my fingers and filling my dreams, illuminating everything around me with color at every moment…
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Under The Hat Of Anger

 

Under the hat of anger, there is sometimes a desire to tear up our memories, to bury all the divine signs in the sand, and to take a vacation from your silence...

I want neither cries nor writings in invisible ink, nor those birds with dull and mossy wings from waiting for the rain of your words...



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