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早晨的光,生命與燦爛,

午時的光,刺眼但無影.

下午的光,柔和卻悽慘,

半夜的光,神秘搭幽靜.

樹林的光,希望和寄託.

Welcome Senorita Irene

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Conflicts and sparks continue to ignite without a definitely cause. Prevention is set in place but either side choose to hide, become the ultimate insult to their own discretion and judgment. Before I recycle another crumbled article and only to start another draft crafted from the very sentence I chose to cross out, I need to ask, how much do I know about myself.

At the very given moment when when we were born, our body and soul react to the very given moment of space and time, our personality is hence, born, and as we react to the surrounding that nurture us, character is developed.

I’m struggling to not press the backspace key and erase my history.  Yet it is so difficult not to but I know my goal is to keep my thoughts simple.  Too many curve balls when I could have avoided.  Yet again and again, I stray on this path and what I lack is simply simplicity.I’m trying to find lost books in a sea of unfinished books within my head.  I’m seeking to find the momentary sunshine, that candy after a full meal, the complete delightful illusion of a perfect Saturday afternoon.