Now, standing in an abyss of despair, you jumped into the railway crossing.
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  • Parts 1
  • Time 8m
Complete, First published May 23, 2023
Mature
"What the hell are you going to do, Toya?!"

He called out to me in a worried tone as I walked onto the railway while I looked at the view in front of me. The blue sky which felt so wide yet so empty and the waves of the sea rocking by the shoreline. It felt peaceful.

"Thank you for making this a memorable life, partner."

I said as I hear the train approaching closer and closer. I stay there in the tracks without a single care in the world.
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