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Someone said, this is your first love, you will never want to leave him. I have become myself. A girl who looks at a boy and says, "Here, I have found you. In this, I am blackening in my way. You ripped the world completely raw." It was as if another life exploded in my face, brightening, so easily as the feather of a wing touching the surf... so easily I saw my only desire. They said that that place did not, and never had existed. They were wrong; I had been there before.

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