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Jaylin 2022-02-07 14:53:07
my compass
The last paragraph of the novel "The White Oleander":
'I smell the burnt smell of that midnight fire again, and
I want to feel the heat of the Santa Ana wind.
It's a secret longing,
like a song I can't stop humming,
or like someone dear to me that I'll never have.
No matter where I go,
my compass... -
Mason 2022-02-07 14:53:07
"White Oleander": After a broken heart, it spreads its wings and soars
(Written by Zhi Ning on December 4, 2009)
Sometimes, the growth is very long, and sometimes, it is only a moment, what role a certain event played in the process of growth, it was not clear at the time, even at a loss, just like a film As the daughter Astrid said in "White Oleander" - "It is...
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