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my six eyes tell me you're suguru geto but my soul knows otherwise.

still lately， i begin to shake for no reason at all.

i don’t feel satisfied until i’ve wrecked every good thing in my life. i wanted to be left with nothing. not because i wanted nothing， but because i was frightened of having something to lose.

any will to live had already been extinguished.

and everyone around me has changed but the garden that you planted remains. i think about you often (maybe more than i should).