The torn page must have been stolen
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Because I don't remember where I lost it
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What bothered me more was that even in that unsightly place,
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I'm sure there was a chapter called a "dream"
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"Someone stole it? That's because you didn't look after it."
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Be quiet! Don't stick your nose where it doesn't belong
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But what am I supposed to hate? The past? Myself?
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I'd direct my hate at someone else if I could
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In this story, we're all wondering about the future
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Because we don't want to see the logical ending
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I thought that missing page had been made durable
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So it couldn't be slowly and softly broken
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That ridiculed page was blurred with tears
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That's why, the truth is, I can sigh a little in relief
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Who stole it? It doesn't even matter
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Either way, it won't leave an impact on the world
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That much is obvious, but what was really sad
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Was that I couldn't believe in myself
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In this story, the future we're all wondering about
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Is far from ordinary, but it's special to us
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Even if it got torn apart, that wasn't the end
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It may still be torn, but look... The number of things I want to protect is increasing
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In this story, the future we're all wondering about
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May have lost a page, but the protagonist won't change
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Without seeking praise, as long as I know I have today,
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I can keep building chapters called "dreams"
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