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I can't see

I thought it would be unclouded...

It's raining again and I only smile reminiscing the past rainy days that the heaven had sympathized with a broken spirit. Nobody knows if..

Trying to see the color of each raindrop...

Who is she?

wash my soul

I want to believe in the tale

I'm not like you

Just another concept for my collection...

no more