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Fictional Spring · Dazaiosamu

Spring Dream

Next spring, we will be drenched in sweat, sitting on a balcony overlooking green mountains and plains, an obscure breeze blowing over us, now talking and laughing, now sinking into a silence heavier even than the feeling of spring, thinking together about the meaning of language.