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Epilogue - And the Hum Goes On

Makoto (Journal):
Once, I wrote: "Maybe things that break can still sing again."
Cups. Boxes. People.
Me.
…But tonight, when the music box clicked shut,
I heard it again.
Not from wood or gears.
From us.
From her.
The cracks are still there.
But maybe that's okay.
Cracks mean someone held on.
Cracks mean light can get in.
Cracks mean it was worth saving.
Cracks mean—
I'm not alone.

Nanoha (Journal):
I used to...

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