We Couldn't Become Adults: In nineteen ninety-five, I met her and wanted to do my best for the first time in my life. Every day I worked hard at the end of the video industry
because I wanted to be recognized by her who hates “ordinary”. In nineteen ninety-nine, contrary to Nostradamus’s great prophecy, the earth did not perish, and she, who was
the only supporter of her heart, left without saying goodbye. And twenty twenty. The 46-year-old, who has lived in harmony with society, remembers “then” when he never
returned, triggered by some bittersweet reunions.
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