4 What you want to escape,

I want to rest in it,

It's as if you're going to die there, and you'll have to rest for a long time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Is unwilling,

Is it reluctant to do anything,

But in the face of that reality, he was just there struggling to move forward,

It's just struggling to find it,

I was struggling there, as if I had forgotten my own pain and helplessness.

What kind of vacancies and gaps will exist,

The sunshine of life,

And there it rises and sets,

Sometimes it's sunny,

Sometimes gloomy,

It's all something that I'm not sure about there,

What I missed very much there, too,

What kind of comfort is that I miss quietly in my memory,

What is in the comfort of that nostalgia,

Also in the comfort of that remembrance,

What was lost,

It's like there's something you can't find there.

There's something there sighing,

It's like a sigh that is on the verge of death and death,

Again, there was no sound,

It's like a sigh that doesn't breathe,

Something that will feel very painful and painful in it,

In the midst of that pain,

What kind of vague memory comes to mind there,

It's as if some kind of silent painful and vague memory has resurfaced in my mind,

It seems that he will forget himself for a long time in it.

will feel the truth in it,

It's like a struggle of life itself,

What is there to look forward to approaching,

There is also something that feels helpless and at a loss in it.

Something that will feel very difficult in it,

But in the midst of that hardship and pain, I found that all I could do was cry,

At the end of that last,

In the midst of the edge and the margin,

She found that she had no way out.

Naturally, there is no choice,

It's as if she has long lost the right and ability to choose.

There is something there to remember,

There is also something there quietly and silently surfaced in mind,

That's something that can't be found in that struggle,

What is also suffering in that struggle,

is helpless in the midst of that pain,

It's in that agony,

It's as if you will feel something in it that is rushing and dying and dying,

She's just there reluctant something,

It was also there that I was reluctant to die so painfully.

But she couldn't stay,

It is also in the midst of that painful and unknown catastrophe,

can't stay,

And in the midst of which there cannot be stopped and stopped,

It's just that there's something urging there,

There is something that is grief-stricken and painful and painful,

In the midst of that urging and fate,

I felt a kind of death,

I felt a kind of prostration, powerlessness and death.

She'll be in that exhaustion,

I feel as if my body doesn't belong to me anymore.

It's as if your limbs don't belong to you anymore,

It's like even the breath of mechanical breathing,

whether it passed through her own lungs,

She didn't know where she was.

I can't find it there.

It's also something that is hard to find there,

Many, many of these tragedies happened miserably.

Many, many injuries were also there, and they had to be re-injured.

It's as if injuries and injuries have always been there.

She's just blank there,

But in that void,

found that you didn't do anything well,

Find yourself not doing anything.

It's going to fall there.

In every hard breath,

She was there as if she was going to die there,

It's as if they can't live there anymore.

She needs to survive,

She needs to live,

She must live,

Be sure to go down.

But he found himself still terrified in the midst of that difficult walk,

On the road of hardship to survive and life to be sleepy and hindered,

She felt that she was born hard,

It's as if you were so silent that you suddenly lost your reason to live and live.

She was just there stunned,

It's just unknown there,

It's just that there's a vacancy there,

It also seems to be very uneasy and uneasy there.

Something that can't get close to there,

It also seems that there is nothing to be found in it.