time

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The courtyard is still,

like time has stopped.

The spring breeze

tickles my face.

He should have done it by now.

Apologized to Sugawa.

Why do I care so much?

Yura.

When had I last talked to her?

A month. Two months.

Time passing,

like a train with no stops.

Would she be in the library

today?

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