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Categories: words and feelings
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Looking back at the lights, where is the person who was the most worthwhile for you now? How many silences do you have to go through before someone with a shoulder of snowflakes at the end of a long road is genuinely sad for you? In the endless space and time, who can insist on waiting for your appearance, and cheering for you to shed tears? Stop, my sorrow comes from the direction of the stars.