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So slowly I'm losing 慢慢地我逝去了 who I've sworn to be. 曾誓言要成为的自己 a promise in pencil 铅笔写下的承诺 that years have made so hard to read. 多年后已看不太清 I've spent my life building walls 一生筑起许多墙壁 brick by brick and bruise by bruise... 一砖一瓦一痕一伤 a birdcage religion tha

only the eyes of owls can be seen here; they are the stars, they radiate. and every constellation is a fraction of God's DNA that we were made to notice and navigate. as the moon commands the tide to balance the weight of change, we must learn to fol

when all of the pieces align, when the balance is clearly defined, we'll sigh and we'll settle down for the first time. but held in museum display, time pulls us further away. and when we rebuild it, all of the details fade. into the tide, where the