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It feels like I'm walking into the void.
What happens after these four years?
It feels like there's so much more I want to do, but then it also feels like I've done so much.
And it feels kinda weird too...
In a sense, I am happy. The stories I've encountered and the stories I've lived through...having stories only I can tell, the experiences only I can cherish.
Ah, that's not to sound selfish or anything. I've just placed a lot of value on having these things--for me that's what makes life truly interesting; it's what keeps me going until now.
ああ...
この曖昧さはいつ終わるんでしょうか...
I feel like I'm on the space between a dream and a nightmare; that line between the sky and the sea.
Were these the right decisions to make? The right choices to select? The right routes to take?
Were those words really what they were meant to be? Did I not think that possibility would happen?
ああ...