This piece is for all the friends who have departed from our life.
“ The silver candles blew out wisps of green smoke, and the golden cup faced feast. I miss my friends when I leave the hall, and the mountains and rivers are far away after separation. The bright moon hides behind the tall trees, and the Milky Way disappears into the twilight. The road t…
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