After finished a report, which made me tired, I awaked instead.
Seeking of such a perfect report is not me
and I love my imperfectness
which are full of energies about creation and interpretation.
Today, I also felt a special friend again and I didn't resist.
My passion were so painful in the craziness
Who knows will memories be disappear and
Who believe we once had our stories?
Less is moreLess is more(?)
It's not a flag named in braveness
but where we have lived.
We try our best to go through the moist jungles......
Everything will be all right.
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