The Spring Wind
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Last published Tue, Feb 25, 2020
Everyone is dead. Dead, gone from this world, and I'm all that's left, because I'm just fucking like that. Because I lost all that I ever came in contact with. My name is Sayaka Kiushi, and I'm the cursed soul who brought death everywhere I went. I want to die, so badly, to end the chaos of the word, no, the feeling, called pain. But I don't. So I live, and I cry, through the regrets of the world, and I grow to love life.
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