“I'd never seen a star so white nor a candle burn so brightly, so I stared at them forever though I know that they could blind me.”
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“The stars are all bright and the candles are all bright. They all are bright. You just choose the one that blind you, which you could only see from afar. You neglected the ones that are bright too, but they can provide you with unimaginable warmth compared to the bitter coldness you got from the others. They also let you see hope in love while the others just make you hopeless.”
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Unsaid Feelings
Poetry« collection of my feelings » You are still my favourite yet most painful story to tell
