[1]
One day of winter.
I saw photos of the summer day.
There were unclear memories.
What things have overwritten them?
I've thought past days until today.
Sometimes laugh.
Sometimes anger.
Sometimes unbelievably hopeless.
Sometimes so miserable.
Even so, I've talked about the summer day with some color to my friends.
And then I think it's not so bad.
[2]
One day of hot day.
I thought about the summer day.
This memory will disappear I know.
What things will erase them?
I image what things will happen.
I will sometimes laugh.
I will sometimes anger.
I will sometimes unbelievably hopeless.
I will sometimes so miserably.
Monotonous days will be repeated in the future.
And also chronic feeling of hopelessness will continue.
Both of them continue forever.
I know.
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This is the process of my memory disappearing.