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Stories by jinmingzhu
a song on a spring rain
Spring- where love blooms like flowers after the rain
for the one who waits
Rain spent her whole life believing she was no one's favorite.
Not at home. Not among friends. Not in a room...
all my poetry
if i say it out loud, would it reach you?
if i write it, does it matter?