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조금씩 변해가는 우리들은 기억나지 않는 어떤 일들로 다투었다.

​어느 날 그의 어머니가 돌아가셨을때 우리들은 누가 먼저랄 것도 없이 그를 위로했다.

We, ourselves being changed bit by bit,

had a quarrel over some things that we don't remember.

When his mother passed away one day,

we were already comforting him although nobody asked us to do so.