She is pitiful.
Nostalgia, how long I never greet her with my whole heart?
I forget. I wish to give her my love but she may hurt my beloved in return.
She is not the one I love anymore as long as she is controlled like a puppet.
... I miss her, I miss the days of hugging her...
May Buddha bless her. Namo Amitabha
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