I want to be what I was, when I wanted to be what I am now
One day we will fix the beaten up old car. And we'll drive it all the way down the low tide road to the light house. But what will we find there?? Will Ophelia sink, with those scratched letters the last thing that the fishing rods will witness before she goes down?? That was our perfect life already... That was something that we looked out and stitched together in all of our minds... Something heroically lost Waiting to be heroically found
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Don't worry so much Nanashi, everything you once were, you still are, and always will be. X
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