Fragile Dreams

“The dreams” structured on fragile lies can never stay alive and “the lies” structured on “fragile dreams” can never stand aside. Besides, the nature of hate or love is just brutish inside if you are not good enough to detect it in time while a little girl is trying to discover the light, the sunlight; the light on her innocent face or the sunlight she can never face. She likes flowers and she likes blowing away the dust between old pages unremembered. The hate is hatred and the “love” is already loved ages ago just before it dies.Fragile Dreams

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