Even if I am reborn, I will be your 0,

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Do you know,

The purity of the number 0,

The stubbornness of the number 0,

The consistency of the number 0

The pure beginning of 0, which may be said to be the starting point of all numbers,

The stubbornness and consistency of keeping the same place no matter what number is multiplied or divided,

No matter how you describe it, it fits.

To the moon that illuminates the earth above the dark sky, may it be your zero,

Wishing you a year full of hot sunshine.

I hope and wish that you can take your place in that empty space called 0.

In that dim dawn, when your warm breath, contrasting with the cold chill, reached deep inside my lungs, you finally became my zero.

I don't know how to express this glorious feeling, which is beyond words.

But I hope I touched your heart a little,

I hope it reaches you.

Should we call this feeling love?

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