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It was days like this where Shogo spent time wondering about the universe. He had an immense love for space and the beauty of the cosmos above, but a part of him felt like he was getting lost in it. It was a bustling city of chaos and noise with no sign of an end, but the parts that made it thrive would disappear and rebirth and that cycle would continue until there was nothing left. He thought of how the stars must’ve felt, to shine so bright but know they could be swallowed at any moment. Just like him.