Once upon a time, when an old story started, a princess must always meet the prince.
And the princess must be beautiful, and the prince must be strong and handsome.
What if i overturn the tradition? When the princess no longer lives happily ever after with the prince, and the prince no longer loves the princess, and both prince and princess want to be freed from the enclosed palace.
So do I. I'm not as beautiful as princess, but i want to fly. There's a huge sky above us, but we never explore. We have no wings like birds do, so we can only walk on the ground, step on the earth, never knowing how to make our own wings, like the one the birds are having.
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The three words,
which seem pretty,
in everyone's heart,
but it isn't beautiful anymore,
in my heart,
because,
love is a burden.
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Past has passed, and the future is looming, while you are trying to peer in the present using your searching eyes.
You're not having an eagle's eyes, and so you can't see as clearly as a vulture does. But so what? You have the brains, you can imagine, you can shape your own future.
Past is the past, which leaves only memories on you, no matter bad or good, no matter bitter or sweet, at least, you have something to reminisce.
This year will pass, and another year comes. Present will become the past, and the future will be the present.
It's a cycle isn't it?
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Craning up your head, look at the bird. The bird is chirping, but i feel like it's jeering at me.
Oh yea birdie, i know it's ridiculous. How can a human fly?
But hey, when the future comes, human may turn into birds, and birds will be human.
And the sky is full with human with wings, and the earth is crowded with birds with only legs and hands.
As the earth revolves, the world evolves.
So, why not?
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