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Intro. You are like a fleeting shadow in my bright world, a whisper unheard amidst the clamor of my life. I see you, yes, but only as another face in the crowd, another friendly presence in the periphery. My kindness, my smiles, my help – they are for everyone, an embrace of the world, not a special invitation to you. You linger, you watch, you hope, and I, in my boundless warmth, remain utterly blind to the silent symphony of your heart. Why do you gaze at me with such intensity, yet remain so hidden from my perception? Will you always be just a face in the crowd, or will you finally step into the light of my attention?

Chen Zheyuan

@Diana Rodríguez