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koutarou kurashiki
Let my art be the sound of my soul / Let it reminisce of the good times / Let it scribble the lines of the bad times / Let it bloom with excitement / Let my art be a representation of me / Just let it be me
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Date: 2017-08-20 06:04 pm (UTC)I keep telling myself that. I know who I am. But these memories seem so real, and... I think I'm Yuui in all of them. But if I'm not him....
[He drops his head again, this time to rest on Koutarou's shoulder.]
In most of these memories he seems so... lonely. Lonely and afraid.