One year and 18 days, which is actually 54 weeks + 4 days, they all passed, like a simple breeze, they passed with no return, they vanished, and nothing we can do to flip the hands of time. It is kind of ordinary that they’ve gone sonically, not to mention that they have gone from our ages. In the past year, Too much of pain have gone, and to much of happiness we have possessed, but we’re still breathing, either we breath remorse or optimism, we are still alive, it doesn’t matter what deep pain we have, still some optimism should draw a shiny rainbow through our lives.
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