I was between sad and happy to know. Though already known for a long time, but seeing a person rise from the slump *** disappointment ***, he collected the flesh of his heart that became fractions, slowly standing and even started running again with no regard for the pain in the legs, I'm in the nungsa inside here.
The blow on his chest was a wound that we never knew how severe it was. Was it really a wound he could bear? What time can heal it?
The answer he disguised with the many smiles, with eyes still tearful but had to sharply look around, in a quiet but deep voice, with silent footsteps but knowing the purpose.
There will be a thrill from him. You know what?
It is seeing him grow strong in loneliness, and in a state of no account.
@delahoyya