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The sun is moving on. But I'm going to keep moving too.

run with @GimmickBots

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Be it across time or space, our promises have always connected us. And so I ask that you indulge me once more, that this won't be the end.

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No, I don't want to say goodbye. I want to be with everyone... One more time...

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I pray you walk with me to the end.

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Is it wrong to boast of my happiness? Is it wrong to grieve over my unhappiness?

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For the sake of our convenience and freedom, we obligate ourselves to hold our breath.

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Well, of course I'm going with you— that's what family is for, isn't it?

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The truth is, I really hated you.

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I don't have wings but I want to fly somewhere, even if I can't reach you (don't let go).

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If you let pain die while you still live, something goes wrong. Something is lost, and nothing is gained back.

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“That's a sign of vanity, you know.”
Whatever you say, I already get it, though.

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Don't miss me too much, will you? I've never deserved you anyway...

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The train will go to the next station without fail. Then, what about the stage? What about us?

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I choose to make this moment a gift. I'm forced to survive this, but I will grow from it on my own.

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I pray for your happiness in the future ahead, however sad it may be...

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Everything that once was has changed, and yet she knew nothing about it. This familiar room, this familiar hallway both seem so foreign to her now.
She hates this feeling.

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Somewhere, a child is bullied for the first time. The rest of their life alters irrevocably.

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Few things in the world can be crueler than kind words. Than the presumption of understanding.

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The hope that all might live to know a better tomorrow. There is warmth in and comfort in that... and a purpose...

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You'd think by now the chains got undone, but I'm afraid of breaking into a run.

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What's the use of escaping the future, when you can mold it into whatever you please?

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It must weigh heavy, the burden of all those memories.