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2014年01月08日

him fall in love with you




What time my world more than you? What time do you become my lonely quiet friend? Crouched in the corner, leaning against the sofa, quietly watching you, read your message, appreciate your free and easy. Taste your taste, see your zen. In that moment I knew, without him, and you, my life and color, and significance.

Love you, not crazy is the light at will, put him down, put down those senseless struggling and autism. The unity of time after all to minority, penetrate Dharma only for himself, where he is? Have no trace. Follow the previous thinking, to the vast sky, the quiet of the night to tell the fate of relieved and meaning. You stay for me in the...... The east west dragon, white tiger. But I was destined to the North South Suzaku, basaltic.

Fate in where? Deep in the night ', we are looking for has lost himself in the dust under the stars. The noisy miscellaneous do you forget yourself, forget, forget the true. Who are we? Just the one, the corner of the world. Not worth mentioning that we use subjective masters of their own, do not know me, God has doomed.

I let him, or you Purdue me, with my little strength to Purdue he. In the time tunnel, we haven't finish has no life, long scenery has not read has become a memorial. People with grief at separation and joy in Union, these emotions are seemingly ordinary but dash human life. All the memories, to a person long and valuable for years, it is brief and frivolous. We all live in their own world, what time can have a look have a look the other, his world is also in the pan desolation. We have been focusing on their own gains and losses, turned, and his arms around the world.

Like to see your poetic appearance, I wander in your flower sea. Bring me a seed, germination, bud, opening. Then I, you, he, we no longer young, but much deeper value. What time does not escape, what to face what, when calm and calm, then I have understood, I incapable of action. I can't change it to let him go, I deeply love to let him become the most deep memory. The continuation of life, then he, a person living is a psychic, happy happy wishes through in his heart, a contented smile slowly floating on the cheek. At that moment, the ordinary world ordinary we can also do not myself.  


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