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after rummaging your stuff in the box i found a recorder. it had my name on it.

"weird. it's not mine. why does it have my name?"

i took the recorder and send your stuff to your parent's house. i kept some of our photos. the members told me to keep the stuff. but i could not. i was scared to remember you. i was scared to remember the pain of leaving you. i wanted to forget you.

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