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There is no dawn in my hometown anyway.
Interchange Station, Intertwined Melodies
Once Again, Another False Negative Prophecy
Somewhere in Between Figurative and Literal
98th winter after revolutions, she awakes.
The weather seems harsher every year.
Dear the everlasting [1/2]
Dear the everlasting [2/2]
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I'm AHPU. Thanks for reading. (That means a lot for me.) I would appreciate constructive comment. ^^
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