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This, has to be one of the hardest things to wish for, for i myself think i am undeserving of this right. I want to feel his presence once more, to talk to him, to eat with him, to just even walk with him. I have lots of things to say yet it all feels pointless to do so, now that he's long gone, i can only wish to do those unfulfilled dreams on his behalf. Thank you for everything, Father.

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To establish a support system, not for me, but for those i'll be leaving in my life's end

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To establish a support system, not for me, but for those i'll be leaving in my life's end

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I respect what my father did, not only did he made sure to leave us with enough money, but with connections, with people i can fall back upon, thats a feeling, or rather a sense of stablitility i wish to pass onto my future children, and spouse, or just anyone i regard as family now, and from this point onward.

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Not a romantic interest, not someone who i am to feel aroused for, but my rock, my compass, my sanctuary, an anchor that'll keep my grounded, a harpoon that will let me grasp my future, and a guide that'll let me look at my future with reason.

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UST has been the most stable hours in my daily life, a routine, a "prescript" it does give for me, i wish to find that again once this is done, once my time as a mere student is done, may I shine upon the otherwise gutter colored skies, and find the beauty in the incomplete, and mundane.

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To trust myself, from this point onward.

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To trust myself, from this point onward.

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I do not know what i really want, for the most part i want to find it in myself of the will to find that one "true wish" every sapient being tries, if not has found in themselves. Till then, i'll keep trying, as long as how much time my life is willing to give me, to always live like its my last day, hour, minute, down to the very seconds of my breath, i'll keep going.

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given these trying times, passing isn't enough; i need to study hard, not only for my own sake but for my mother, my sister, and for those who my father put his trust upon before his passing.

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Stuborness for others is seen as negative, but for me? I find it as a reason, my reason to keep going, to put my right foot forward no matter what, moreso when my Father has died, i'd like to find the same level of determination in myself to Keep. On. Going. No. Matter. What. It. May. Take. From. Me.

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サクラバクシンオー (CV. 三澤紗千香)

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バクシンバクシンバクシンシン

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サクラバクシンオー (CV. 三澤紗千香)

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サクラバクシンオー (CV. 三澤紗千香)

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バクシンバクシンバクシンシン

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This was a drawing i've made from 8th grade, a little bit after pandemic started, after that i've more or less stopped using the pen, hence not only did my handwriting went to abyssmal degrees, but so i did i lost my ability to draw properly, hopefully, one step at a time, i'll find it the skill to do this, if not something better, again.