This title is kind of inappropriate for the content matter, but what's new. It's the title of a meloncholy song in the low fi indie tradition by a japanese rock band called the pillows. It bears no direct relevance to anything, and if you can't read it you aren't missing anything. But it's a fantastic song, sung from the heart with feeling, the way they all aught to be; it's the kind of song that makes me thankful that music was thought up by someone at some point. There's plenty others, but as I listen to this one on repeat, they slip my mind.
death
: friends and family that have passed
Life eventually ends, and friends don't last forever.
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