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... Dies Casually
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Illuminated by the setting sun.
I run through the forest.
The flowing scenery is red and black.
The color of the bright red sunset and shadows.
<What’s wrong, Emi? You seem kind of poetic all of a sudden.>
Ah, I wonder if that’s it.
Maybe my artistic sense just exploded here.
<It’s okay, Emi. It’s poetic, but definitely not good.>
What’s okay? I’ll beat you up.
That’s ...
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