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i remember the personality of our conversations. everything seemed right as long as there was a story behind it. nothing seemed to feel out of place before.

dreaming, wandering, thinking. things would change, like they always have been. new replaces the old. but the lost feelings would never go away. you can't really lose track of something after all. the memory remains in the back of your head. i hope you never forget壬