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I am listening songs that feel as if they pump life back into this lifeless and meaningless corpse.
A glimpse of the past, pictures flash by in rapid succession upon the back of my eyelids.
This year has no memories.
I'll always miss the past.
Even this day will be missed at some point.
A glimpse of the past, pictures flash by in rapid succession upon the back of my eyelids.
This year has no memories.
I'll always miss the past.
Even this day will be missed at some point.