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When does the spring come to me?
I have constant dream. It advances more and harden time passes. And is broken in pieces in front of actuality every time. As I give up it now, my dream is so poor.
I cast a spell on myself.
'If want to do, and can do, and must do some work, the way opens necessarily.'
And loneliness. Ask way to way. When does the spring come to me?
~ Ben.
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