ㅤㅤㅤ Preliminary.

ㅤㅤThe miracle of november that i met, the wind that rubs against my skin and the rainbow rays that have entered my eyes. Welcome to my book, let's weave the story together, creating paragraph by paragraph. Someday fate will rule, at least we have made a book that will last forever.

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ㅤFirst Saturday in December 🪵


ㅤYou asked to see me once again at half past ten
I got nervous, so I got faded, made things complicated

ㅤCan we just reset, restart and then replay?
Take me back to when all
You wanted was to love on me everyday, yeah
I like you, I like you, I like you
Words I will never hear from you
Wishing I could turn back the hands of time
To when I feel your hands on me
And your lips on mine

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ㅤ⭒ ָ ֹ ⭑✩
ㅤBe with someone who is proud to have you.

ㅤThe grand essentials of happiness are: Something to do, something to love, and something to hope for ♡ ֪ ֮ ᮫ ◦.

ㅤㅤ Cause I miss you badly.

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝐀𝐧 𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞


An old man lived in the village. He was one of the most unfortunate people in the world. The whole village was tired of him; he was always gloomy, he constantly complained and was always in a bad mood.

The longer he lived, the more bile he was becoming and the more poisonous were his words. People avoided him because his misfortune became contagious. It was even unnatural and insulting to be happy next to him.

He created the feeling of unhappiness in others.

But one day, when he turned eighty years old, an incredible thing happened. Instantly everyone started hearing the rumour that the Old Man had become happy, he doesn’t complain about anything anymore, always smiles, and even his face is freshened up.

The whole village gathered together. The villagers asked the old man about what happened.

He answers, “Nothing special. Eighty years I’ve been chasing happiness, and it was useless. And then I decided to live without happiness and just enjoy life. That’s why I’m happy now.”