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... is age.
But no matter how long he thought, he couldn’t remember.
Didn’t he have a name?
What was he called?
Called? Was there anyone who had called him before?
“Ah!”
He lowered his head as he felt a sharp pain in his head.
.....
Each time he thought about himself, a cold knife would stab his head. As if he was not allowed to know. As if he was not allowed to think.
but he wanted to know. At least his name. He wanted to know ...
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