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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ May 16, 1988
ㅤㅤThey hide among the beds of tulips and weeds that grow on the edge; and they slowly melted into a lazy summer of gentle field breezes and singing trees like blossoms of chamomile.
ㅤㅤHe plucked a pink tulip, thrust it at Her. She silently stared at the tulip in His hand and quickly grabbed the tulip with Her honey smile. At first She was quite hesitant to take the flower but the fact She didn’t.
ㅤㅤHe runs after picking flowers for Her. He is trying to balance the gentle breeze; beautifully and tranquil. And ended up taking position by Her side. They really fell quietly into each other’s open arms.
ㅤㅤThey enjoyed the day, you could say it was their last day without them realizing it. Indeed, how many people can meet again with their loved ones, after farewell?
ㅤㅤThe day began to fade, being ripped away from them unexpectedly. There is no trace of happiness. If you come they are gone; like a breath, like a sigh, they start to vanish away.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ May 16, 1988
ㅤㅤThey hide among the beds of tulips and weeds that grow on the edge; and they slowly melted into a lazy summer of gentle field breezes and singing trees like blossoms of chamomile.
ㅤㅤHe plucked a pink tulip, thrust it at Her. She silently stared at the tulip in His hand and quickly grabbed the tulip with Her honey smile. At first She was quite hesitant to take the flower but the fact She didn’t.
ㅤㅤHe runs after picking flowers for Her. He is trying to balance the gentle breeze; beautifully and tranquil. And ended up taking position by Her side. They really fell quietly into each other’s open arms.
ㅤㅤThey enjoyed the day, you could say it was their last day without them realizing it. Indeed, how many people can meet again with their loved ones, after farewell?
ㅤㅤThe day began to fade, being ripped away from them unexpectedly. There is no trace of happiness. If you come they are gone; like a breath, like a sigh, they start to vanish away.
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