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When I was still half-heart broken, I always went to the bookshop next to the place where I live, not because I like reading but because it is very quiet, so quiet I can hear my heart beating.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~. The soft golden leaves fell elegantly to the ground, the crisp cool air made them dance together on the grassy foot path beneath the forrest trees.
He sat on his bed, looking out his large bay window. He watched the waves lap onto the shore repeatedly, while tapping his index finger on his thigh.
Jonathan had noticed Jenny way back in May little did he know that they would meet again someday. He did not approach her as he was shy She never noticed when he walked by.