I love the sound of the ears of wheat rubbing against each other by the wind
I love the geometry of the light shining through the cracks in the windows on the wooden floor
I love the water droplets hitting the branches the sound
I like humiliation but powerless to defend themselves in the eyes
I like watching stupefied vague silhouette through the glass
I like the darkness faint light nodded slightly treacherous smile
I like inadvertently looked up and saw the clouds Variety
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