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 1. “Amour Ex Machina” by Tomaya Naka


I walked to the edge of the world. where a seat was there as if knowing I would come by today. I stopped in front o the sign, a station marking the end of the world, and let my attachments go. Hearts flew out of my hands as I clapped them together, glad to have to found a place where the littering of past loves is not a crime. Yet, in that moment of supposed release, a flood of memories came back to me. As if close to death, my life, and those that loved and cared for me, flashed before my eyes. The times we spent together, the glories of a lost past that we cannot returns to except in our memories. I am overjoyed, not just with the release of my longing for the love of others that I cannot realistically obtain once again, but also by the fact that the past happened, that all these beautiful memories had actually occurred to me, sometime in the past. That day, I sat down on the bench on the edge of the world, and while the windows blew the clouds apart, I found peace under the setting sunlight. With my emotional burdens gone with the wind, I opened my eyes once again and began to see the world with a new foresight, starting by appreciating the little things. I see the mild painterly greens of the grass, the fertile soil beneath them, and walked back to begin a new chapter in my life. 

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