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For me, the skies are showing gleaming shines. Engaged with countless stars staring at your eyes. Directly... Never skeptical.

Suddenly, the wind blew. It always feels right and again I was manipulated. There were no skies, no gleaming lights or even blown wind. Stop now. Those matters just serves as the role of my friends.

They never failed to make me feel at ease. Making me feel pleased and happy for they were true. It was great to have met them within this lifetime and if I'll be given a chance to choose people to enter... I'll still choose them.

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