You know, in the end everyone grows old.

Rowena 2022-04-12 09:01:11

I'm so old, so old, so old that my
family and friends have left me,
and I've always been left here—the place where I was born, and may even die someday.

I don't know how long I can last in this hut surrounded by the ocean,
but I firmly believe that
one day you will come to pick me up.

I'm like a piece of furniture that you forgot to take with you when you moved,
very loyal, very loyal,
always here waiting for you.

My dear,
even if the sea floods the city,
even if my world is kidnapped by loneliness,
even if time makes you my deep-sea memory,
I will not run away.

You know, in the
end everyone grows old.

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