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They ask me to choose between the war and the shame.
I chose the shame and I got the war.
FireFrost
Unwithering flowers are so beautiful,
Blossoming with determined thoughts,
Under the guilty sky filled with torn clouds.
I remember and once again,
Embrace this never-ending grief,
Only destiny of mine.
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