🌟 WEVERSE RM post: Hello, I’m writing this letter on a beautiful day after a long time. I don’t particularly love the phrase “someone saves someone,” nor do I believe in it wholeheartedly, but, undeservedly, having occasionally heard such words as I've lived, I come to look back and wonder if I, too, wasn't saved by you. I’m trying to live more simply, more plainly or maybe more boldly than before. The moments when I sink into sentiment have significantly grown fewer. Still, the world remains sad, and I suppose that’s inevitable no matter how many joyful days there are. Perhaps, in truth, it’s because I’m so happy that it feels that way. I’ve sent out so many words, and thrown so many sounds into the air. I don’t really know which melody, which little stone, has reached each of you standing here now, but I feel I’ll always be someone who keeps sending and throwing things out just as I did thirteen years ago, and will in the years to come. As long as you are there, listening. Making memories together, and consuming each year, one by one that makes me extremely happy, and I’m still so glad that I can shout out to someone (these words). I see myself again and again through all of you. Do you do so as well? Thank you once more for being with us on this precious anniversary. Today is Saturday the 13th, an utterly beautiful day. Even if someone asks what that even means, I want to keep piling up, in a corner of my heart, the memories and the days to celebrate that only we know. I ask for your kind and continued care. I Love You

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