Tristesse d’Olympio

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But we are human with heart and soul.

How could our warm flesh get prevailed from cherishing the sun, and our beating heart from admiring the moon?

Or our human’s nature is more beautiful than that of the nature out there?

So ideally we should mindfully concentrate on only ourselves.

I disagree.


Suggested soundtrack: Tristesse d’Olympio by Gabriel Fauré