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be poisoned
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Categories: words and feelings
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Having a second life, the past love and hate feelings are like bubbles, ashes fly away. I just want, to find a person I love and love me, to live this life happily, but feelings like this thing, come and go, I finally fell in love with someone I shouldn't love. If, you are not the nine to five, not my father, how good it would be. Someone once said, a thing if easy if too easy to get, will not know how to cherish. I once thought I had an endless life to wait for, but when I looked back, it became an excuse to be abandoned. It turns out that I have long been poisoned, poisoned by a kind of "love".