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My dilapidated heart and the stubborn girl

Her ding-dong bells like voice invites me to play hopscotch.
And I just want to explain her,
Dear daughter, I am like your grandfather and I have already hopped over the marked squares in the tattered life and my fragile heart hangs on a string,
If I hop again that would collapse and scatter like dew.

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