There once was a person, his name was Once.
His image lingers in my heart.
He said he was in the past tense, but I never understood.
He said sourness, he said bitterness, he said unhappiness, he said unhappiness, he said it hurt like a knife.
He said that meeting you was not an accident, but a special arrangement from God.
I turned to the first page of the blank diary and wrote his name.
These are memories, recording our every moment.
Once upon a time, we were all alive.
Once upon a time, we were learning about happiness.
You once said, let's go on happily together.
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