spring ↠daniel k.

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i was walking down the road, trying to find anything that would inspire my poetries. it was very hard to make one, though i'm used to it.

the road was clear, and there were not many people on the street. it was still crowded, but relaxing. i was thinking of good breakfast to eat in the morning.

perhaps waffles? or maybe pancakes?

burgers would also do, actually.

then a few petals of cherry blossoms started to fell. it was so pretty, i can't forget it. and behind that petals of cherry blossoms are glass windows

glass windows which you were in there, making coffees for your customers. your hair resembles the petals so much, i was stunned and mesmerized.

it was the first time i saw you.

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it's the first time i write this kind of story. it's still vague and unfamiliar but guess it's the best style! not really.