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Even pain and wounds were a bond.
But.. we each wanted the other to understand so much...
...that we forgot each other existed.
How could we go back...?
We didn't have any idea.
in places where we couldn't even see each other.
We didn't want to use our inability to understand as an excuse.
And so... we lost something important again.
It was the reality that we had sacrificed someone.
It was all everyone could do to deal with that.
We just wanted to overcome.
We were about to do something we couldn't do before.
That way, we could atone, we kept telling ourselves...
And we went down into deeper darkness.
There was something i couldn't lose.
In order to protect it...
I threw away as many small things as necessary...
...without realizing I would lose everything in the end as a result.
I kept protecting my innocent self.