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Everything seems to be dark..
when I was running this street alone..
There is no light, no people, no common vehicle..
just breath of nature who accompany..
No screaming, no crying,no smiling..
just act like a flat...
Try to search the bright spot
Try to pursue the hope..
But still get stuck in the middle...
Can I hold another hands of hope or just keep waiting the miracle?
This life is uncertainty..
This life is about process...
to change bad to better..
to waste all the dirty thing..
deleting some error item..
what we believe will lead us..
to pursuit the true happiness..
Surely, it's never ending process..