A 2010s K-pop track where old phone addresses and rainy nights circle back to a single gift.
The lyric treats memory like data on an old phone, 'Furui keitai memory ni Nokoru adoresu wa mo delete', but the deletion never quite happens.
What lingers is the physical trace, 'Suita mama no migite ni Fureru dareka', a hand waiting somewhere.
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