Alone but not hopeless. On the contrary, I sometimes feel like I’m very pleased with this solitary incident. Around me very. Tinh and Yen. Only my own singing can sing a love song. In my heart I sing. Veteran all my life I have lived by a code and the code is simple poster. Singing only I can hear is mingled with verses, suddenly creating a quietness that makes me feel like I’m out of this life. Ashes rose from the yellow papers burned in front of a lonely grave somewhere far away but also very close. A face. Many faces, which were both flicker and clear, had shattered hundreds of thousands of pieces with smoke.
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