What a fortune.
What a misfortune.
Can't get away, luckily.
It's unfortunate not to stay.
Like a genie, he freely shuttles through the life of the chosen person. Regardless of it, like a pebble thrown into a quiet lake, it ripples or beats the waves. so alive. He brings all the beauty that he has never had, and he doesn't care about expectations at all. He is arrogant, burning like fire, but addicted.
like. I like that the two of them use large paragraphs of text as weapons, swords, lights, swords and shadows, and souls collide with each other; I like that he lights a cigarette with his rough-jointed fingers, and the fog blurs his vision; I like that the toe of the shoe touches the toe of the shoe, and different leather textures rub against each other. , click click.
He didn't know whether he was the elf of the forest Acura, or the seductive siren of the sea.
Sewn into life, and decisively pulled away, he is innocent and cruel.
In the beginning, he took away the body, and in the end, he took away the soul. Those who are left behind, wipe away the hot tears, but cannot wipe away the burnt scars.
How fortunate?
Why is it unfortunate?
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