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杂谈 |
When
everything has gone with the wind I went out for a longtime travel
with my big backpack which is as big
as that it seems I can get
inside, i went a long way to find the lose self, find the paradise
where is no lies no hurts…
But,
after the tour I made my way back
to wherever it was that I called home to pick up
the pieces of whatever was waiting. Of course I
will never forget what I have done
but I adapt. I carry on. My life
goes on. Everything is going
on. I still believe in paradise. but now at least
I know it's not someplace you can look for. Because it's not where
you go, it's how you feel for a moment in your life when you are a
part of something. and if you find that moment…it lasts forever
ever~~~