Reality

when the seeds of time sprouts. The scenery outside the window can be seen clearly, breathing is even and carefull. Those burdens weighing on mind become secrets, when the memory is recalled gradually there are so many trivial formalities in the world. feeling like life is like a journey in the wind like insignificant but gorgeous and only powerless expression left.

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