I don't remember much of what she looked like, she was the lost angel, and only those words remained in my heart. I followed the only light in the world, but gradually fell into the darker abyss, I closed my eyes and cried out, hoping that God would light my remaining candle.

I run away, I hesitate, I don't know what to do wrong for the sake of dreams, for myself, for love.

I couldn't find my place, and in that wide corner, which might be my place of refuge, I hid there, closed my eyes, and no one saw it again, and there was a little girl I had never seen before.

The tip of the pen in my homework was broken by my deep scribing of the paper, and I didn't want to hear any more compliments. I smashed the keyboard on the desk, and I didn't want to continue with the unattended submission; I completely denied the meaning of life, because I couldn't see where the hopeless future was.

I was alone until that day I saw her, her in another world, and she was smiling and calling my name. She smiled, her lips whispering:

My dear!

Lonely.

It's good to have me.

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