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That Guy and Me Part1

That guy was together at army, but I hated the one, nevertheless I met him again after so long days later, nevertheless after I’d got another day having no meeting to him because I changed position at work, I sometimes remember that he either had his lover like me, despite of that I don’t like him, but even his emotion could be understandable.


No needing to any thanking words from anybody, no needing to be applauded by anyone, just all I want is being able to spend my life so safely, other all things could be just oddly added thing to me, no more so wonderful encounter could not be so necessarily, but anybody whom I once met should be safe now, only that feeling monopolizes my mind, any other thing could be meaningless already for now me.


However he was stinkard, even that fact could never be so integral.


That must be my now philosophy, but it is not so proud matter, just only I feel it so natural, only that mind is anytime with me.


Eventually after several ages would pass, that and I would be leaving each place and some other place could be our irresistible destination, that thing must never discriminate anyone, that thing is our life, not so specific gap must be absent from our site as our only field for us as almost the same condition.


That thing for us could not be so gapped to any country guy and us, you see, that was not so wonderful, but not so pessimistic world for us, you know.


Everything could never be so seriously remote together, that real aspect could be so a little terrific, because I already have no mind to get so very wonderful nor so terrific meeting, only having sometimes so nice reminiscence could satisfy me anytime, I can know total mind of me, already no enigmatic mind is necessary to me, that must never be so worse, any hopeful things could be left to any younger ones, that’ll be okay, you understand.


Just I want now everything ‘d met ever to be reminiscent and write them all down to all younger generation ones for us, only that emotion sometimes flames my mind, probably that guy at someplace else I have no idea must not be so mutually distinctive, that mind is so naturally held at my mind, all I have so almost time is only that.


No man, no woman, no country, no occupation, no ideology, no specific idea, no particular privilege at least on me, perhaps that thing even could not be so remote, as long as he is still alive.


Never yet, even he was presumably dead, that thing could never be so remote together, and so that must be life to me, and that guy and any other next one for us, you see!


(to be continued)


Jan. 25th. 2021