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My eyes laid on you for the first time.
Back then, I was naive, foolish. I gazed at your beauty in awe and wonder.
Blossoms circling your form, you stood with such strength that I could never match.
I took a step forward, my breath caught in my throat.
I ran.
I had reached you. I felt the warmth of your body on my fingertips, only for them to fall through.
You were so close. Almost in my grasp. But alas, you still ran.
There I stood, under the blossoms.