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What if I am nobody, what if I am just a common silly little creature..lingering around in this world. Sometimes I even ask myself, what am I doing, where I am, who I am...and then suddenly I see myself standing there: amidst the dense forest, by the side of a lake flowing from beneath the shed autumn leaves, listening to the beautiful song of a nightingale...I travel for a while, just to be myself, just to be with myself.
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