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Immortal Amaranth, a flower which once
In paradise, fast by the tree of life,
Began to bloom; but soon for man's offence
To heaven removed, where first it grew, there grows,
And flowers aloft, shading the fount of life,
And where the river of bliss through midst of heaven
Rolls o'er elysian flowers her amber stream:
With these that never fade the spirits elect
Bind their resplendent locks
- John Milton

The word 'Stay' is what all I wanted. This word is for those people I love. I want them to stay for me, to not being hurt.

I hate being left behind.

I hate being alone.

But,

What if one day he came into me willingly. He changed the dark world that I have. I get used to what he is doing.

Then,

Suddenly, he needs to stay away. What will be my life if he stay? I'm curious now. Can you answer me? Can I still be the Amaranth?

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