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Mar 31
That windy evening
I ran to the river side
To catch a glimpse of your soul
But only found your broken arrow stuck in the ground
So I walk along the river side
Hoping that it will lead me to the place where your footsteps once lingered
For my grandpa (who was a hunter)
One And Only Silly Stone
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One And Only Silly Stone  19/F/Land of festivals
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