Prologue

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Winter

The coldest part of the year

And

The coldest part of my life

Winter

Should be the happiest part of my memory

But

It turned to be the darkest part of my memory where I never ever wanted to go.

Winter

It should be a dream

And

Not a nightmare

Winter

Will the sun came out again and give me warmth.

Winter

I miss the warm breeze.

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