spring ↠daniel k.

iv

it's still spring. the cherry blossoms are still on their tree. they haven't started to wither yet. somehow, the cherry blossoms made me sad.

it was 8 AM in the morning. i was strolling down the streets to refreshen my mind. perhaps i should made a poetry about cherry blossoms?

i cursed through my way. the task is about something beautiful. the only thing i can find beautiful right now is only the cherry blossoms.

and those glimpse of flying cherry blossoms.

wait. flying?

isn't that her again?

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just a reminder. the mood and how 'she' represent the chapter will always be different.