Day
one.
My
afternoon tea with a cinnamon butter cookies and my personal notebook.
In
the notebook, there I wrote something about a full moon night and on that day I
took a walk alone admiring the sky and this leaf full on me so I kept it
The
last line was "The day I'm going to kiss your lips is the day I'm going to
taste the flowers for the first time under beige moon"
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