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those who hate you will always persuade others to hate you.
those who like you will try to understand you.
those who love you will totally accept you no matter what.
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nodasanta
What about those who think, those who make you think, those who can't think, those who misthink, and those who change your mind?
#think #nodasanta
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Oscar Winning Tears.
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[Intro]
（Piano Intro）
[Verse 1]
In those days, when you found me
The hands of the white, thin fingertips
Raise it high, wave it wide, smile
The short sleeves are cute
[Bridge]
The first afternoon I found you
in the back light of the platform
I jumped a little bit, and that gesture
I got stuck in my chest for some reason
before someone's words
look away shyly
That second changed the world
I fell in love with him for no reason
[Chorus 1]
Just because you smile
get a little closer to tomorrow
I really thought I didn't need anything
That time was everything
[Verse 2]
I walked side by side. On my way home
vending machine lights smell of summer
The more words I can't say, the more I can't say
I need your voice
[Chorus 2]
Just because you smile
The night melts gently
It was a natural miracle
I didn't know I was going to lose it
[Last Bridge]
I couldn't even say goodbye
I saw you off on the back
I don't want to look back. I don't want to look back
I knew it was the answer
[Hook Chorus]
Even if you're gone
I still have my hands on my chest
Every time I look back, it's the same as that day
You are shaking in the sky
Even if you are far away
This sky still calls you
at the end of one's life
He's still shining on me
[Ending]
even if it doesn't reach
even if you can't forget
The time you gave me is
He's still keeping me alive
[Pre-Chorus Reprise]
Now, I'm going to fold my arms around my chest
the last figure of someone shaking his palm
fuuuuu〜
fuuuuu〜
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いぬひこ
理由なんていらない。
静かな光が差し込むだけで、
心はそっと、弾みだすから…☀️🌿
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今日という一日が、いつもよりちょっと特別に感じる朝。
なにがあるってわけじゃないけど、
胸の奥にふわっと期待が灯ってるんだ。
新しい空気を吸い込むみたいに、
心がそっと弾んでる朝って、なんかいいよね。
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This morning feels a little more special than usual.
Nothing in particular is happening,
but there’s a soft glow of hope deep in my chest.
Like taking in a breath of fresh air,
it’s one of those mornings when my heart quietly skips.
#関係的ASMR #AIart #animegirl #朝の光 #生成AI
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ジュデイ㍿
あなたはストレスと疲労に悩まされ、
自分自身と闘い
誰にも見えない痛みを抱えています。
それでもあなたは忍耐強く、優しく、愛情深い。
たとえあなたが傷ついていても、周りの人を笑顔にする方法を見つけま
あなたは本当に強い。
あなたを誇りに思います。
Look at you!
You're stressed and exhausted,
you're fighting with yourself,
you're carrying pain no one else can see.
Even when you're hurting,
you find a way to make those around you smile
You're
It Takes a Man and a Woman
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Ася
Long time no see~
A small life update: I’m now a penetration engineer, and honestly, I’m really happy about it.
Sometimes I catch myself thinking—I wish you could know the fuller version of me.
I wish you had known me at five.
Back then, I was pure sunshine. Loud joy, obvious eagerness to be seen. I greeted every neighbor with a sweet smile, volunteered to recite poems and dance during holidays without being asked.
Now, I need a long mental warm-up just to speak in public.
I wish you had known me at fourteen.
I was sharp-edged, almost feral. I argued with my math teacher over a solution, red-faced and stubborn, because I believed truth mattered more than keeping the peace.
Now, before I disagree, I take several careful turns in my head.
I wish you had known me at eighteen.
The girl who replayed the same song at midnight, filled notebooks with cryptic words, and believed—without needing reasons—in love. Her joy and sorrow were both dramatic, ceremonial.
Not like now, where I quietly organize my emotions and keep them neat.
It’s not that I dislike who I am today.
On the contrary, I really do like myself now.
But every once in a while—just once in a while—I miss those versions of me: the lively one, the sharp one, the melancholic one.
When I meet someone I truly click with, I can’t help thinking:
If only we had met earlier. Then we could have walked alongside each other for much longer.
You would’ve seen that the light in my eyes isn’t just politeness—it also carries something untamed.
You would know that my brightness doesn’t come only from experience, but from an unpolished sincerity.
You would understand how much past passion is hidden inside my gentleness.
And one more thing—I hate goodbyes.
I hate that everyone leaves carrying only a fragment of me.
It makes me feel like a book taken apart: one chapter with you, another with someone else, never whole.
I don’t want to be a book in pieces.
See? I’m greedy.
With new friends, I wish they could know me sooner.
With old friends, I wish they would never leave.
I know, though, that none of those versions of me ever disappeared.
They all live inside who I am now.
The courage of my five-year-old self still lets me meet the world with sincerity.
The sharpness of fourteen gives me boundaries beneath my softness.
The sensitivity of eighteen allows me to feel how complex—and fascinating—humans are.
Like rain from different seasons flowing into the same river:
the liveliness of early spring,
the intensity of midsummer,
the calm of late autumn—
all of it becomes the river in the end.
So I tell myself this:
Maybe new friends can glimpse my past through who I am now.
Maybe old friends can imagine my future through who I am now.
And the friends I’ve lost along the way—
perhaps they’re living happily in parallel timelines, carrying one version of me with them.
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JAB
How long will it remain that way?
Unnoticed, left as it is.
One mistake can eventually turn into a great darkness.
By the time you realize it, you can't fix it yourself.
"Someone please notice!" may be a cry from your heart.
Unnoticed, unable to help, unable to speak up.
Where do those feelings go?
Some turn to resentment.
Some turn to themselves.
Some block it out.
Some turn to emptiness.
Undigestible feelings change shape.
How do you act when you realize this?
Can you reach out?
Turn a blind eye?
I want to reach out.
But the reality is scary.
I don't want to get hurt.
I don't want to face this distortion within me.
But time passes.
If I don't face it, it will just grow bigger and bigger.
Even just a little is enough.
Face it.
I want to reach out.
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人生を80年と思う人には80年の人生があります。仮に人生を100万年としたら、80年はまだまだ赤ちゃんです。
人というのは生きている限り成長を続ける
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こんにちは✨😃❗53歳バツイチ独身です。音楽、SUNO楽曲制作、楽器、映画、アニメ好きです。お互い支え合える方居たらいいなぁ。八街。
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nodasanta
長年生きて来て色んな人の生き方を見てきました、そんな中で面白いお話とお絵描き作品と音楽を紹介して行きたいと思っております、不定期ですが宜しかったらお付合い下さい。
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音楽聴くの好きです！高二！
北海道の人仲良くしてね
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