My Sweet Record

One day, 'I' request an interview with 'Him' whom I had loved in vain for a long time in the old days. Although I record his words and see his face through my camera, I don't really listen or look at him. As he tells his story, I'm remembering the past. After the interview, I take out my worn and rusty passion and blow it away with ease.

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