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Close to his chest, I know I must have forgotten a lot. Maybe I did go to sea.

Forgetting was forgetting. It was good that things were like this.

His world, there are a variety of colors, I can touch, I feel very good, I can clearly feel good, not just comfortable.

I don't know if I have feelings, but I think it's good.

Horses galloped across the lawn, the sound of horses hooves in their ears