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Oct 16, 2009 00:52

...There was a field... covered in grass. Something that resembled an abandoned train, with... bamboo stocks growing out of them. There were passenger seats inside. Cracks in the wooden floor, where grass was starting to poke through... even ants were crawling around.

So much life... a real ecosystem. I've only read about such things in books and internet articles from before us.

There was someone there... someone... around my age. Dark hair. Fidgeting hands. An uncomfortable atmosphere between us. I wonder... what it's supposed to mean. What we... were talking about.

...

I wonder... why I'm thinking about this again.

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