Well, I love autumn. You can feel the wind
blowing gently. And i remembered Y-O-U.
I know you will not be mine forever.
So i decided to let go.
There's a lot of girls better than me.
So just forget everything about me.
Goodbye. Sorry because i tried to avoid you.
Leaving.
It's suffering.
And let's called it as Memories.
Ok? (:
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