This thyroid bear is hibernating; there must be certainly an ancient DNA gen that controls winter sleep. So I just prepared me for long, dark and cold days.

I used to write these long letters along with a cosy feeling. I still miss that as if I had conquered that high mountain before the earthquake. The one that split my earth and vomited a hot and vicious stream of pure jealous frustration.

And the ground, life and love disappeared in that earthquake. Even though the soil may feed another Phoenix. But nowadays almost every popular animal is an endangered specie. There are just too much people; and I am not the only one looking for my Phoenix.

Not so much a fact as well as a reality. One with mutiple faces…..

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