"... Who am I?" "You are you."
"... Who am I!" "You are yourself."
"... Who am I?" "... You are no longer you."
Why does every story have to have an end... Why does everything have to end... Why do you punish me over and over again... Why do you clear your memory over and over again...
The leaves have fallen back to their roots, and it is uncertain when they will be able to return home... Not being nostalgic is the last thing within my ability.
Intention: I am still searching.