Life is fleeting like flowing water, but you have taken root in my heart. I wonder if you think of me in the dead of night, when I occasionally recall you. I wonder where you are now, unable to find you, standing still, hoping for your return. Tomorrow, in
the future , I long to see you . Only by rushing through each day can I numb myself from not wanting to think about you. But even when I do think about you, I still can't forget you.
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