It turns out that I love you still
As much as years ago.
My feeling are in me distilled,
As living, fresh and raw.
I thought I fell in love anew,
I though I changed my path.
But here I stand, staring at you:
But once I fell in love.
What mystery works upon me,
a child's pathology?
To Jing Jing
4 Aug 2024
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