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That girl????

That girl was probably crazy.

She was lost day and night.

There was some shame and modesty.

There was some gentleness.

There was a half-drunk in the eyes.

She seemed crazy about things.

It was no secret to us.

She was just talking to herself.

Feelings were often hidden under a veil of shame.

She was afraid of being separated,

or maybe she was afraid of Love.

What was the patience of that crazy girl, what was the restraint of Love.

I am proud of that girl, she was very loving.

And!

Then one day, I don’t know what happened.

She was sitting sad, there were tears in her eyes,

And she was anxious, her smile was lost somewhere.

The girl’s hair was disheveled, and she hid her face in her knots.

When I asked her what was wrong with you????

She didn’t say anything, just started crying and then wrote a word of

“love”

with her finger.

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