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                   𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚍.𝚠𝚊𝚟...
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              𝚄𝚗𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌0̷̨͓̟̺̮̝̦̤̥̀̀̍ͅ𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝.
                ꋊꄲ ꒯ꋬ꓄ꋬ ꅐꋬꇙ ꊰꄲ꒤ꋊ꒯.

                  ꒐꓄ ꅐꋬꇙ ꓄ꄲꄲ ꒒ꋬ꓄i̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈͘͜ꏂ. . .

D̶͔̭̪̻O̖̼ͩ͌͐N̺̻̔̆ͅ'T̨͈͗̌ͥ  F̴̢̛̗̹̼̮̲̪̼͕̓͒̃̆̑̊̓̇̔̆̓͝O̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅR̴͇͌̀̆̍̽͝͠ͅ️G̶̨̛̼̹̮͚̻͔̘̣͉͈͚̏̈́̿̅̀̏̀͌͒̀̐̇́͘Ě̵̢̧̛̦̼̜̲͕͕͍̤̙͉͓́̅͒̽̍̐͋͜͝T̶̢̧̨̝̺̺̿̑͆̀͋̎̅̓͘̕͝  N̺̻̔̆ͅḚͭ̉̇͟ 0̷̨͓̟̺̮̝̦̤̥̀̀̍ͅ0̷̨͓̟̺̮̝̦̤̥̀̀̍ͅ0̷̨͓̟̺̮̝̦̤̥̀̀̍ͅ0̷̨͓̟̺̮̝̦̤̥̀̀̍ͅ0̷̨͓̟̺̮̝̦̤̥̀̀̍ͅ

The user of this sekai wasn't seen in days, all that was known of them was they were a vocaloid producer and a composer. An average student who
attended scհ0̷̨͓̟̺̮̝̦̤̥̀̀̍ͅօl reğ̶̡͚̺̼̱̺̘̳̘̩͚̯͔̎̅̍͋̒́̔̈́̎̂͜͜u̴̢̠͎̲̗̮̤̥̪̖̦͈͕͛̈́̀̒̒̄̚͠ႮᎡმ𝓪𝘢ᥲ𝘢rly but was always seen alone, when I last saw her see seemed oddly happy°

I remember her last s0ղ̃g, she never published any of her songs. They were all left unȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜️s̵̛̳̍̃̏͆̏̂̎͌͘͝͝͝͝ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜eard of. Locked away.
Her last song was what worried me most, it talked about a flightless bird who dreamed to soar hi̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈͘͜ğ̶̡͚̺̼̱̺̘̳̘̩͚̯͔̎̅̍͋̒́̔̈́̎̂͜͜ğ̶̡͚̺̼̱̺̘̳̘̩͚̯͔̎̅̍͋̒́̔̈́̎̂͜͜gh into the sky with every othẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜r bird but it eventually gave up.
One day, it decided to spread it's wing and ️j̷̧̙̠͚̠͍̙̜̱̳̱͈̒͠u̴̢̠͎̲̗̮̤̥̪̖̦͈͕͛̈́̀̒̒̄̚͠m̶̥͇͈̣̏͑̿͑̃̈͛̕͠p̸̢̻͓͎̻͙͂͒̋͒̓̃͊̐̔͘͝

It never flew. It fell high. High. High.
Where it fell. Fell. Fell.
It was all over the neẹ̷͓̺̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ŵ̵̨̢̳̞̤̝̖̠̘̩̞̘̭͍̘̐́̈͑̈́̐̂̔̽̓͋̂̔ͅs that d̴̨̢̤̗̦͚̺̭̤͙̹̃̕â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽y̷̧̰̲͍̝̘̗̩̑̇͐̾̽̏͊͑̇̃̉͜, I wish I could've done something sooner. But it's too late for m̶̥͇͈̣̏͑̿͑̃̈͛̕͠æ
The place I called h0̷̨͓̟̺̮̝̦̤̥̀̀̍ͅme is getting erased, theẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̄̚͜re will be no traces of us leẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ḟ̴̧̧̗͍͉͔̹͎̻͓̇͊̃̒̄̈̓̉̌̈͝͝t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝---ft.

It makes me sad knowing I failed my duty to help crealiarrtors all around the wor d fi 𝚗 𝚍 their t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽ ue f̵͖̜̉ͅẹ̿͋̒̕ẹ̿͋̒̕l̙͖̑̾ͣl̙͖̑̾ͣ linğ̶̡͚̺̼̱̺̘̳̘̩͚̯͔̎̅̍͋̒́̔̈́̎̂͜͜gs

I ddont know how much time ihaveleft
̶I̶w̶a̶n̶t̶r̶o̶s̶h̶â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽a̶r̶s share everthing i last reml̷̢̨̨̫̼͙̞͉̗͉̖̲̖̞̿̉i̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈͘͜â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽er. R͉̜̎͡͠ẹ̿͋̒̕ḿ̬̏ͤͅẹ̿͋̒̕ḿ̬̏ͤͅbẹ̿͋̒̕ẹ̿͋̒̕r̴̨̦͕̝
̶B̶r̶o̶w̶m brown almos tblac  hair
Beautful eye and smile
She sang to herself and with me
I wanttt̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝i̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈̀͘͜o hærth at v0̷̨͓̟̺̮̝̦̤̥̀̀̍ͅice
One more t1̶̨͚͙͖̥̹̦͍̈́̔̀me.
One last time.
I want to sing with her once m̶̥͇͈̣̏͑̿͑̃̈͛̕͠o̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜