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This is the third year's spring since Mimi left this country.
Even if beautiful flowers are about to bloom and a blue sky spreads
above and a fresh breeze rustles through the green leaves, I can
hardly feel they are real. Things are so ephemeral and unreal, I do not
realize I'm even a part of this nature.
I'm now being pushed marry a Japanese woman who's interst seems
tobe nothing but to clean my place. Basically she has no interest in me-
my physical entity. It's a pity, indeed and I don't know what to do in this
situation. ( Marchi 26, 2008 )

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