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Still, this is what I think…
I would rather live on, carrying
the memory until the end.
Because, even if it’s a sad memory...
Even if it’s a memory that only hurts me...
Even if it’s a memory that i wouls rather forget...
If I carry it until the end,
without running away from it...
Someday...
Someday, I may become myself who
wouldn’t lose to those memories... I believe it.
Because... I want to believe it...
Because I want to believe... there is no
such memory that you can just forget...
So...
The truth is, I didn’t want Mama to forget about me...
The truth is...
But, this is just...
My childish wish...
...it’s a secret.