Real borders are not borders drawn by the strong. That is what she yearns for, a paradise without borders. So she believed that he would come, to take her there and walk hand in hand with it.
The sand was flying all over the sky, and the dust that had been obscured in the two hearts was wiped away and disappeared without a trace. The lights were out, and in the darkness he left his last words. Then look forward to being able to never stop, along the way, in tears, saying goodbye.
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