"Ring... Ring... Ring..."
The sound of that ringing sound has long gone away, but my thoughts have not diminished at all.
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Missing you is like a fate. Now, I finally believe in this fate.
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"I don't believe in fate..." The roar in the deep court that year was finally the cry of youth and frivolity.
That little person who exists in your heart, do you hear this cry?
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"The next day, you pack your clothes and I will take you away."
"Okay..."
Since when, even simple dialogues have become unpredictable.
The moment the cruel mask is torn off, I no longer believe in this world.
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