Prolog

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The glass bottle that breaks into pieces with a loud noise,

Is that how we are like?

The low sky feels like it's going to break down soon

You who had asked why I came now

You who had said you waited for me

You who had welcomed my love











Now,






You are colder than a person you meet for the first time

Your bright smile

Your warm body

I'm afraid that I won't be able to see and touch it anymore


―beast, 12.30

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