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The light grew dimmer as the mist grew darker.
the bridge of the nose between the presence and absence of faint.
recite memorization until peace.
in fog and silence.
try to step…
feel the path while remembering the shape of the step itself.
to go home.the fog is getting thicker.
afraid to get closer.
alone lost.
find a way to relieve pain.
sometimes snort.
sometimes cough.
and sometimes forgotten.
Friends
Inosuke Hashibira
@grimreaper
Ulfat Islam
@ulfat01
EverMarcus
@evamacrus
Syaro Chan
@chino
Mattysensation
@matt13


