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Surely in the end...
we will return to this place.
The memory of how you and I watched...
the beginning of the world...
...together.
Memory gradually pours...
...into my empty body.
Building me ever so slowly...
...and filling my being.
That is how a man...
...takes the shape of a man...
...as emotions he doesn't want to forget...
...rest in his heart.
No matter how far away you go...
...I am here inside of you.
Like the star that guides you...
...and I will be here forever.
Even when I am drifting from you...
I will probably be able to go...
...to the place burned in my memory.
So I will go, without turning back.
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