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I miss this voice
It will rise again today
今日もあげてこ！
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てつみ
Good morning.
I listened GPS of １weekago what you mentioned you ate Persian food at London.
So I put photos of Persian foods.
#guyperryman
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If you're curious, here's the link
https://youtu.be/IpFX2vq8HKw?si=xOuf8JffP9wMnOmm
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Garv Rawat
嵐がささやき、私はその声に耳を傾けた — ウォーザリング・ウェイブズ。
One of the best games I have played up till now.
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なな
Milky Way
A woman met a man.
He was always busy —
work,
and the quiet gravity of raising a child,
especially on weekends.
In the soft tangle of their lives,
she stood at a distance,
watching him
like someone studying the moon
without knowing its language.
But he was kind,
gently consistent.
He opened doors without asking.
Listened with his eyes.
Never rushed.
She wanted to understand
the world behind his silences —
so she scattered herself across
the pages of the books he loved,
tracing underlined sentences,
searching for fingerprints
in borrowed thoughts.
And quietly,
without permission,
she fell.
They built soft mornings —
half-spoken smiles,
the clink of cups,
laughter tucked into pillow folds,
light warming the floor
where no words were needed.
But he carried
carefully folded wounds:
a divorce,
a quiet betrayal,
sorrow pressed deep
beneath a practiced smile.
Time passed
as it always does,
and small things
grew teeth.
They argued,
not to win,
but to be seen.
To hold their truths
in the same room
without flinching.
But they were not ready.
Still learning
how to keep love safe
from the weight of their histories.
So they stepped back.
Gently.
With trembling hands
that had once held each other
without fear.
They don’t speak of it now.
But she keeps the book
with his notes in the margin
of page ninety-four.
And he still,
on certain quiet evenings,
pauses
as if listening for a voice
that once knew his name
better than he did.
Their paths parted —
but not their light.
That love,
soft and ancient,
still spills across their skies —
not fading,
but scattering
like the Milky Way:
separate,
but forever
part of the same night.
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ac
うちの子が、英作文で最高評価 A+をもらったらしい。
題材が良かったのか。
興味のあることにはとことん集中する。
そんなところは親父譲り。
以下作文冒頭と和訳。
Why I chose this topic
I chose Black Gospel music because it feels like home to me. My mother listened to gospel music while I was still in her womb, so this music has been with me since before I was born
Growing up in a Christian family, I had many chances to experience church music and Black music. Gospel is not just music I study- Its part of who I am.
このテーマを選んだ理由
ブラック・ゴスペル音楽を選んだのは、それが私にとって故郷のように感じられるからです。母は私がまだ胎内にいる頃からゴスペルを聴いていました。つまりこの音楽は、私が生まれる前からずっと私と共にあったのです
クリスチャンの家庭で育った私は、教会音楽やブラックミュージックに触れる機会が数多くありました。ゴスペルは単に私が学ぶ音楽ではなく、私という存在の一部なのです。
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