Day after day I passed with an uncertain step. Waiting for the twilight in the afternoon. Wishing him to appear.
What a beauty when dusk is present to accompany, Light this self is dim because love.Yang will make me re-incarnate.I've never stopped.Bent await twilight. Even though twilight comes a blink of an eye. 
the passion for writing begins with a determined determination, and what it is, which is certainly original.
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