2 It is a general thing that forgets and forgets the pain and pain that belongs to life and body itself,

What is there is something that can hold on there,

There is something that seems to be and what it seems to be impossible to do there,

It also seems to be something that is getting weaker and weaker there, and in that weakness and powerlessness,

Something that is hard to find and hard to find, that is a kind of forgetting and forgetting,

It is also a kind of vacancy and blankness, as if it is difficult to find and find something in it.

There is also something there that feels like an unknown and unaware of it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It is there that I feel the flow of death and life, and I feel the flow of life,

Feel the death of life, and in the death of that life,

I felt a kind of struggle and forgetting something that belonged to life itself.

It's something that feels helpless in it, and it's also in that helplessness,

I felt a kind of pain and pain that belonged to the body and limbs,

Or will I forget in it, or will I feel something far away in it,

It's as if I felt something out of reach.

What we have is what we are willing to do there, and what we have is what we feel helpless in it,

It's also something that can't be done.

It's as if you'll be unconsciously consumed by life,

It's as if I feel a kind of depletion of life in it,

It's as if you're completely dead in it, silently, silently,

There was a dead silence, as if there was a kind of physical coldness in it,

Or what kind of perception and feeling is cold in the body.

What kind of remoteness you will feel in it, and what will become more and more distant in it.

In that far away, there is something that can no longer be found, as if it is something that is difficult to find in it.

It is also in the midst of what cannot be sought and remembered, and there will be something completely vacant and blank in it.

In the void and blankness, it is difficult to find and recall something, and you will feel a kind of remoteness in it,

It is also a kind of struggle in that distance, as if it is a kind of torment and struggle of life itself.

but waiting in that strong, and seems to be in that strong,

It seemed that in the midst of death and death was something, as if in that silence,

It's as if it's completely endangered and extinct in it, and what kind of death and dead silence is something.

Pain is what is real in the air, and what is real in that is real and what is painful,

It is a kind of struggle and forgetfulness, which is the real pain and suffering.

What will disappear, and what there is in it, what disappears and disappears in it,

It also seems that there is something that cannot be found in it, as if there is something that cannot be found in it completely.

There is something that there is nothing to do in it, and what is there is a trivial emotion and mood,

In the midst of the trivial general troubles and depressions, there is something that is inaccessible in it,

There is something that seems to be hard to find in it, as if it is completely disappeared in it,

I can't find anything in general, what I have is there and it hurts,

There is something that is forgotten there, and there is something that is completely empty in it.

It will hurt there, and it will hurt there,

It's as if you can't find any kind of perception and feeling.

There's a lot of what is hard to find in there,

There is also something that is empty there, and it is generally empty,

It's also something that is empty in it, unforgettable, and sad,

It's there to tremble, it's there to be troubled, and it's in that trembling and troubles,

What is there is something that is missed in it, and what is not missed there,

It's just that you can't find anything there, just forget and forget there.

It's just waiting there, it's just vacant there, it's just something unknown there.

It's just something I don't know, something that I just forgot and shook my head there, something that was completely lost and lost in it.

Many, many things that are not clear are hard to find in them.

It seems to be in the midst of something that is hard to find, and what is there is empty in it,

It's like there's something completely vacant in it.

In that vacancy, you will feel depressed, and in that vacancy you will feel so at a loss,

I also feel that there is something that is inescapable of being in it, as if I can't escape it.

Something that can't be avoided, many, many things will be forgotten there,

There are many, many things that will be trivial there, as if they are completely broken in the middle of it.

And in the chaos of that shattering, in the complete chaos, something that was forgotten.