Who Are You
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  • Parti 1
  • Tempo 6m
  • LETTURE 39
  • Voti 3
  • Parti 1
  • Tempo 6m
Completa, pubblicata il dic 28, 2019
=Short Story - 1 Chapter=
Who Are You?


Every passing night, I have dreams.

Every passing dream, I saw you in them.

And yet... I am unable to remember you.

I am unable to remember your face. I am unable to remember your voice. Unable to remember anything other than your very back. Despite the hardships I saw you went through and the feelings of happiness and joy I felt when you are around...

Who are you...?

You who only appear in my dreams... Will you finally show me your face? Will you finally tell me your name?
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