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“This life that wasn’t mine would—like a dandelion—puffed into blossom wherever the wind took it. Without the encumbrance of roots—grown in its own manner—This ancient country was under a thick layer of dust & leaving would feel like being cleansed. I was drawn to this freedom even if it came streaked with suffering—I recognised you. Cheng Gong—I said—You—opened your eyes—as if you’d dozed off—waiting so long for me”
— Dec 18, 2025 04:09PM
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‘—it seeped into the texture of your life. No matter what form it takes—I believe it is still present—and like me, you can’t ignore it. Let’s talk. Yes, let’s talk—I don’t know why I did what I did. Maybe because everything seemed out of my hands and the only thing I could choose was how to end this—After that—You’d vanished cleanly from our lives—like my hopes. I thought this was your way of telling me you agreed—’
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'This life that wasn’t mine would—like a dandelion—puffed into blossom wherever the wind took it. Without the encumbrance of roots—grown in its own manner—This ancient country was under a thick layer of dust & leaving would feel like being cleansed. I was drawn to this freedom even if it came streaked with suffering—I recognised you. Cheng Gong—I said—You—opened your eyes—as if you’d dozed off—waiting so long for me'
— Dec 18, 2025 04:26PM
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‘—reading—Grandpa’s—classics—I chose Wuthering Heights. Then I happened to look up & there they were—faces pressed to the window. A boy and a girl—Though there was no resemblance, for some reason I was reminded—if I hadn’t left—would I be—different person now? The night before—I was—watching a doc about Chinese soldiers who’d stayed in Myanmar—opening dry goods stores—In a foreign land—even their aging was tentative’
— Dec 18, 2025 10:05AM
