Night of the past

Introduction

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

❕(FULL OF GRAMMATICAL ERRORS AND TYPOS, UNEDITED)❕

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Love is evil.
It drives them crazy, distrupts their lives, changes their mental state.
Love is happy.
It fills your heart and your life with joy.

"Could we have done things better on that day?" These kinds of thoughts bug me even
today.

Looking at the cresent moon, at the brown branch of the slow autumn at park,
If I touch near the fire the impalpable ash, the cold breeze of the wind, the sky, stars or clouds.

Everything carries me to you.
As if everything that exists resembles you.

Love is the best thing that happened in me.

And I hate it.

-Thana
©️10.17.2021