I'm tired of writing love stories.
But why do I always end up making one?
Are these swirling thoughts in my head
never better to be unsaid?
*entering paradise...summer coming*
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The Lady here still has her pen, though.
"It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives."
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