We are sitting together, looking at the night sky. Whispering, I tell you the names of the stars, as if they are two people coming closer together. Sometimes, we cry and move forward, colliding dozens or even hundreds of times. When the clusters of stars from decades or centuries ago forget even themselves, that’s when they are passed down to us. We find each other and pull ourselves together, promising to illuminate the same sky. It’s like an endless battle that will continue on. We will move forward, shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand. Even when it gets tough and tiring, we promised not to cry. This endless battle will also be passed down to you. Whenever the light clusters come to mind, you will always know that I am there, shining like two people reflecting starlight. Sometimes,

Crying and laughing, we are moving forward. After colliding dozens or hundreds of times, when the countless stars of the past forget even themselves, that is when it is passed down to us. We promised to find each other, to pull each other in, and to shine the same sky together. 

My son, this endless battle is like magic. How long and how far can we live? Every time I see the anxiety in you, I reassure you that it’s okay; I will be by your side until the end. Following the invisible lines, we find each other, pulling each other in, and promising to shine the same light together.

In this distant and endless battle, it will continue like magic. We will shoulder each other, holding hands as we go forward. When it gets tough and tiring, we promised not to turn back.

It will be conveyed to you as well. As we sit together, gazing at the night sky, there is a name of a star that whispered to me.

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