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		<title>Kara no Kyoukai:Chapter-final</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;88.196.97.174: *** collided with The morning sunlight&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Void Shrine (Garan-no-Dou)&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I think of the time when my consciousness has fallen into dreaming and settled down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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SHIKI who has disappeared. A self who was another person. What did he disappear in exchange for, what did he sacrifice his life to protect?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Going through Ryougi Shiki&#039;s memories, I realised what.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Probably --- SHIKI protected his dream. His dream that he would live happily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Was that dream that class friend. Or was that young man the person he wanted to be as a man. That&#039;s something I can no longer find out.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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SHIKI disappeared so he wouldn&#039;t lose him and Shiki.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Leaving me, with this deep solitude.&lt;br /&gt;
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***&lt;br /&gt;
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The morning sunlight enters the room.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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At that warmth my eyes which have recovered their sight open.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#039;m sleeping on the bed. That incident last night would have been settled well by the sorceress.&lt;br /&gt;
No, that kind of thing is unimportant. Rather than things like that lets think of him for now.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Still in that prone position, I lay there without even moving my head and breathed in the morning air.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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How long has it been since I woke to the morning sunlight?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thin but strong. The bright light colours over the darkness in my heart.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This strange life I have just taken hold of and --- The other me that will not return, they melt together and disappear into the light. The existence of Ryougi SHIKI and his dreams, are disappearing.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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If I could cry, I wanted to shed tears for him. But my eyes are dry. I&#039;ve decided to cry only once and it&#039;s not right to cry about this.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Now that I can no longer go back I&#039;ll never regret it again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Like this darkness, opening up in front of the morning sunlight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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To disappear cleanly like this, it&#039;s what he would have wanted.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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***&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Hello, Shiki.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A voice from next to me.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I just twist my head to the side.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Standing there is the friend I knew a long time ago. The black-rimmed glasses, even his unstyled black hair, he really hasn&#039;t changed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Do you, know me... ?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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His voice is strangely shaky.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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... Ahhh, I already knew. That you were always waiting for Shiki and that only you were always there, protecting me.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Kokuto Mikiya, it&#039;s like a French poet.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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At my mumbling voice he smiles brightly. Like when we met at school after just one day, that brightly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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How much effort was hidden in that simple smile, I can&#039;t know.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Only --- it seems he remembers that promise as well.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;It&#039;s great that the weather is nice today. Perfect to get out of hospital.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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With tears brimming in his eyes he speaks as naturally as he can.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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To the empty me, that was warmer than anything. A smiling face over a crying face, that&#039;s what this friend chose.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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To acknowledge isolation rather than be isolated, that&#039;s what SHIKI chose.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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--- Although I haven&#039;t chosen either side yet.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;... Ahhh. Are there things that don&#039;t disappear?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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His smiling face that seems to become one with the soft sunlight, I just blankly gazed upon it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Till I was sick of it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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--- I know that the hole punched in my chest can&#039;t be filled with things like that, but right now I don&#039;t want to do anything else. Because...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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... His soft, smiling face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
That was the same face as the one in my memories.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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/Void Shrine(Garan-no-Dou)&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;/End&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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