Why I had to pass ten thousand miles to know,

I love you more than my life?
harakiri (腹切り, “cutting the belly”, sometimes metathesized in English as “harikari”)[1] is a form of Japanese ritual suicide by disembowelment. It was originally reserved for samurai.

~ Dakshi~


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