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I heard Sakura falling… I felt upset, too. Sakura was used to crouch under your couch To hide from me, And tarried there quietly till I left. That flat full of memories… I don’t know whether it is still there or not! Maybe one night in a dream, Amusedly misled that Sakura is still beneath my chair, I will truly weep. -- http://blog.roodo.com/kamadevas -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 71.239.209.229