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Red Paper

I don't know for sure, but somehow I regret the fact that I gave her that red paper.

I just shouldn't love her. How hard that could be?

It's really hard, just like pain in the ass, stupid.
When you love someone

that you couldn't be together with

and you still tried so hard

but in the end, you do really have to let her go

because the difference could not be broke even by brightest light

and falling moon won't give a matter.
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