99 Damage & Unknown, 3
3 It is a disturbing emotion, and in the midst of that uneasiness there is an anxiousness,
There is a kind of anxiety about being at a loss for myself, and in that anxiety and anxiety,
What kind of kind of collapse is produced, and what is there is in what is difficult to find in it,
It seems that there is something that is completely vacant in it, and what is there that wants to struggle there,
It seems that there is something that is difficult to struggle with, something that cannot be struggled with there. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
It's just that in that sadness and sorrow, I ask with pain and pain, and I keep asking what kind of right and wrong is.
It's all something that is disturbing there,
It's just that there's something completely and completely found, and there's something that dies in it.
It was as if everything had collapsed there.
What will struggle in it, and what seems to be hiding in that struggle,
What there is is hiding there, what there is there is at a loss.
There is something that is far away in it.
What is real there, and what seems to be something that is not real,
It also seems to be in the midst of death and death.
What is there is something that is restless there,
There is also something that is completely completely defeated in it.
It's hard to judge something in the midst of that rush.
And in the midst of what is not judged and what is not judged well,
Many, many things are messing around in there,
There are many, many things that seem to be completely dead and destroyed there.
There will be a vacancy there, and there will be something confused in it,
It's like a blur of death and silence there,
will die and die in that confusion, and will be hurt there,
There will also be something that has been constantly destroyed and destroyed in it.
It's as if they're all playing with it, as if they're dying in someone else's play.
I will be uneasy there, I will feel pain there, and I will feel what kind of depression I will feel there,
Also in that depression and forgetting, it is a deep pain,
In the midst of forgetfulness and sorrow and sorrow, there is a deep pain, and in that deep pain and helplessness,
Many, many things that are hard to find there, and there are also things that cannot be found,
There are many, many sorrows and sorrows.
What kind of dead silence is felt in it, and also in that dead silence and death,
I want to find something again, but I just want to find the path and the way I searched,
Still trying to struggle in that effort, but also powerless in that effort,
also weakened in that powerlessness, and in that silent weakening,
It's something you can't follow there, and there's something you can't find there.
What is restless there, what will be forgotten and forgotten there,
It's something that dies and dies there, and it feels like it's about to collapse,
will also despair something in the midst of the rush, a weakened emotion and emotion,
It was also in the midst of that decision and collapse that I felt pain and pain, and in that pain and pain,
She felt confused in it, and in that blank space, what she wanted to escape,
What you want to run away from there, what you don't know there,
It's going to be a lot of pain and a lot of pain in it.
There's a lot of pain and pain in it,
It's as if a kind of silent precipitation and feelings have disappeared,
It also seems to be the sorrow and sorrow in my own heart and mentality.
will feel a kind of exhaustion in it, and in that exhaustion,
It seems that there is a kind of powerlessness in it, a kind of weakness,
In that weakness,
It seems to be there, and it seems to be dying there, as if it is about to collapse.
The white fox's spirit only felt the weakness and powerlessness of the whole body there,
In that there is powerlessness, in that there is death,
There seems to be some kind of sorrow in it,
In that sorrow, I feel a kind of limit,
is also at that limit and cannot be re-pursued and pursued,
It's like there's something that is hard to find and remember,
There's a lot of what's going on in there.
It is also very mechanically maintained in the midst of that difficulty, it is a kind of mechanical pain,
It is also a kind of mechanical and numb and paralyzed a kind of helplessness,
It's not something you can find if you want to find it,
What is there is what you want to hold on to there,
It seems to be something uneasy there, too.
A lot of what is constantly being disturbed in it,
It seems that there are a lot of things that are completely blank there,
With what is lost, it is a kind of forgetfulness, a kind of misery,
It is also in that there seems to be a kind of ridicule, there seems to be a kind of sadness.