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Apr 2014
There are days when my happiness gets tangled up on a high tree like a kite that I tried to fly during bad weather without knowing the very basics of how to fly one in the first place.

*Perhaps it was my mistake to let it go so carelessly.
Rin
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   ---, Luna Lynn and Pushing Daisies
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