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Apr 2018
When the sea is calm again and the grey clouds no longer hold thunders, I hope to see you at the shore still smiling.

And in the midst of metal scraps and wreckage, may you be standing still and siphon all the chaos into a black hole, leave it there and raise a white flag of surrender.

May you be thankful that the storm passed, you are alive, and a sunny day has come.
Sha
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Sha  F/Somewhere only I know
(F/Somewhere only I know)   
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