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Be yourself bravely and don't change for anyone. If they can't accept the worst of you, they don't deserve the best of you. I miss you, but I can't tell you, like a tree full of pear blossoms, it can never produce apples. I miss you, but I can't tell you, just like a rainbow hanging high above the horizon, no one can touch it forever.
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