Acethethyc
Summer and Winter are never been right next to each other. But somehow, they meet in different ways. At the very end of Summer, the Autumn arises and the Winter is approaching. And at the end of Winter, the Spring comes in while the Summer season is saying 'Hello'. They don't mean to be right next to each other. Just like the water and fire that shouldn't be together, but somehow at the middle of somewhere, fire don't have to be hot, the water don't need to be cold. Both only needed to adjust for the other. Water needed to be cool and fire needed to be warm. At the end of the day, they still exist right beside each other if only they wanted to.
At the middle of somewhere, there was a girl that loves literature and breathes like an art. And at somewhere end, there's a man that lives in a serene and calm space of hospital. They both exist in different ways, but at some point, it's always be the art that lives through them. Somewhere in the middle, both didn't realized that they share the same maturity and interest. One was expressive and loud, one was calm and composed.
Nonetheless, like the Summer and Winter, they still meet somewhere in the middle.
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Hope you like my book, I've been planning to post this a lot of times, only today I made my choice to try :))
There's a lot of grammatical errors ahead as I'm not that good in English, but I'm trying to prof-read them sooner. Thanks if you ever had a time to read and support this!
07/26/26