As I see it,
you are living with something that you keep hidden deep inside.
Something heavy.
I felt it from the first time I met you.
You have a strong gaze,
as if you have made up your mind about something.
To tell you the truth,
I myself carry such things around inside.
Heavy things.
That is how I can see it in you.
- Haruki Murakami
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