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... up toward the sky… I saw a scenery that gave me a vague nostalgic feeling.


The scenery flows along and changes.


Like an old film, the blurry scenes continued to be replaced, one by one.


A man holding [My] small hands…. A woman, holding [Me] in her arms…. Boys and girls that were even a little bigger than [Me].


From the window of a bus, I saw large buildings and small stores drifting by.


From inside of a train, I saw a seemingly never en ...

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