Pieces of thought

Emptying my room,

packing up my stuffs,

draw the curtains away,

Admiring and embracing the sunny summer sunlight shone into my room.

Before moving on,

gave my heart away,

waiting for a reply,

a good or a bad one almost make no difference.

We both have to separate anyway.

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