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Smell the roses where the breeze passes.
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Categories: youthfulness
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I previously thought I was the one who suffered loneliness, but now I realize that only from being in one place, I became the one who could not leave. <br /> The heat of youth, and powerful cold! Constructed all the dialogues of our youth! <br />We feed our youth and dreams with all our time, energy. <br />Youth is like the incomparable fireworks blooming under the starry sky, igniting hope...