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... ughter disappeared. I couldn’t do anything about it and could only cry helplessly.
Perhaps I’d been under too much pressure recently, but I dreamed of other things I hadn’t dreamed of for a long time: the forest, the lake, and the sound of sad crying.
I stood up and planned to go there for a walk, to the forest where my daughter had gone missing. At first, it was a weak hope, but after a long exploration, it became a habit. Whenever I was unhappy, I would go to the forest as if m ...
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