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memories live on.
fragments of the ancient lingering on to haunt the present.
some say that they make us stronger.
some say that they've made us who we are.
i say that sometimes, they serve as our guiding light. so that we don't lose ourselves along the way.
i've died for her memory.
yet i live on in search of it.

may that day never come.

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