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my dear steffi,
Have been thinking of you all these time, and about that wish that we would one day travel around together.
Let's go to the last Shangri-La.
Let's go there and watch the sunset together, and we would hold on to each other, in the freezing air, by the lake.
Everything is gonna change in the following two months. Too many uncertainities, too many decisions to make, too many appointments and too much clean-up to do.
I feel so weak. I feel the abyss opening beneath my feet and I am sinking, falling, falling and falling, non-stop, until the fatal final impact.
There is no one to turn to.
I feel my life is a failure, and I am trying to cover it up by putting up a nonchalant look. So many achievements so many results so many compliments, all these that I treasured and hungered after, they do not a mean a thing anymore. They are barely a cover up. They are barely an excuse.
I see the distance between us. I feel the loneliness. I stay out all night, I keep myself companied all the time. I want to stay away from the crowd, yet I want someone close, anyone, so I can hold on to.
I can't believe that I still think of him, those small details, those gentle and sweet touches. After the mass destruction they become so dear. Why don't I survive this shipwreck?
And I miss you all so tenderly.
Yours,
Lillian
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【年华】想和你一起，去看香格里拉
苏樱 @ 11/17/2004 12:10:53 AM
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hey, thanks gal, i got it. and replied to u, did u get my reply?