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In the city, there wasn't even one person. There was houses, and you could see light shining through the windows. But on the roads, there wasn't anyone. |
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I looked through a window. There was a person. But he was with "that". I looked into another house. As expected, he was with "that". But that's because being with "that" is fun. More fun that being with other people.. |
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No one is going outside anymore. In this city, there isn't anyone. I'm going out on a journey. I hope someone just for me will find me there. But if that person becomes attached to me and me only then it'll be time for the two of us to part. But I still want to meet someone just for me. Thinking that, I travel on to another empty city. |
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As expected, there isn't anyone in this city either. Everyone was with "that". They won't awaken from the dream with "that". The time they spend with "that" is a dream. A dream-like, wonderful time. "That"can make any wish come true. They make people happy by doing what they want. Because "that" isn't a person. Which is why "that" can become a person dream. But, there's one thing "that" can't do. "That" can't become human. It can become a replacement for one, but never be one. That is something I know well. |
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Today, I serch for the person that's right for me again. A person who will like me for who I am. A person that will me even if I can't make his dream come true. |
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"But ....does a person like that exist? I will be nice if that person exist. Will that person really like me and only me? |
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* ** It wil be nice if it was true***
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"Will that perosn really ask nothing of me? |
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*** If not.... .*** |
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"If that person can't like me for who I am, then that person isn't for me." |
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"Really?"
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"Really......" |
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"Does that person really exist?" |
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"Really...." |
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"Then where?" |
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To be continue..... |
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