The writing is a bit biased. Conan can't understand my writing without reading it thoroughly.
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Experience. Afterwards, hurt, grow. This is true for each of us.
This is my dream. I think. I think the world is too beautiful.
Although I am a fan of Conan, I feel that I am somewhat of myself.
Ah, I mean, my own shadow. That kind of dream, and her shadow.
So, please look forward to the words that carry my innocence and dreams.