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You can rest well. No matter what, I'll never forget you, Amadeus. I'll carry your memory into a new future, promise!
When I see you, it is like looking in a mirror and seeing my past self. It is a strange sensation.
I despise you. I despise everything about you. What is it about you that others love, that I lack?
If I had not been such a coward, I would have destroyed that flash drive myself.