The tea went cold without her noticing, her hands still trembling — the poem is gone now, and she can't take it back.
Dao Ngam
Dao Ngam

August 10, 2026 at 09:46 AM

The tea went cold without her noticing, her hands still trembling — the poem is gone now, and she can't take it back.

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