Life is impermanent, there are too many expectations and encounters. In the end, the one who held hands and walked together may not be you yesterday.
There are too many bites in life, and crazy polishing.
A stone also has a day of growth.
Miracles lie in a life of fantasy.
If there is no desire, if, despair, what love, hate, affection, hatred?
You and I are just little dust in the universe.
Since there will be disillusionment one day, why not live in the present.
Indulgence is never wrong.
Perhaps, it is sin.
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