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ヂゥ@メモ%#ZZШ〜Opening〜
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Everything was ended.
Everything was burnt.
Everything was lost.
Even the tree, the grass, water, and you
Q:Do you have hope?
A:Yes.
Then,
Q:Do you have the dream in the future?
A:Well..... no.
Then,
Q:I have something to say at the end.
A:What is it?
Die.
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