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... use to like studying that much, but now that I’m older, I’ve calmed down a lot.

Looking back, I regret it.

When I was young, I was bold and carefree, I wonder where I got the guts to pursue a man like Sylvan Cheney.

He is a man that she should only look up to like a star, like the moon in the sky.

How can a humble little grass stand shoulder to shoulder with the stars…

The rain outside the window is pouring, the sky is overcast.

“Lofty ideals…”

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