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109 was disappointed

The light of the morning sun is faint there, and it is faint and cool there,

It is a little and unknown precious coolness belonging to the summer morning, that

The belly of the fish in the East is slightly white there,

A new day seems to be like this, and it has to start again.

It was a running figure, who was running there,

There I ran fast and anxiously, just shuttling through the bamboo forest,

Flying through it, in the blink of an eye,

The running figure disappeared like hard into the shattered shadow of the swaying bamboo forest,

It's so vague, it's like it's blurry.

It's as if it's a figure that the light can't follow or reach.

A lot of things are out there, and the troubles of life are always there,

Life is like a game of chasing with time.

Sometimes time seems to be very slow, and sometimes it seems to be there very fast,

It's so fast that it looks like it's going to take your breath away.

There is running fast, and in the fast and fast running and chasing,

Pursued for a long time, pursued but unable to find the general.

What he's chasing, what he's chasing, what is it that makes him run without his life,

Struggling to quicken the pace of that run,

He's still there wanting to be faster, he wants to be faster,

He was really worried that if he slowed down a little longer, a little slower, everything would become something that could not be saved.

It's as if it's a step too late, and everything will be completely finished there, completely collapsed.

He still didn't want this, he still didn't want to miss out on this.

To work hard for something, for what is important,

And for what just there don't want to be disappointed,

Whether this fight is necessary or not,

He felt the need to try it, so why didn't he try it?

But what if it's just a deception?

Even if it's deception?

Why not give it a try.

Let's go and see what the situation is, and then go and investigate.

What if, this is a trap?

And whose murder was it?

However, he was already there to take care of it.

He couldn't take care of anything.

A person whose job is to kill people may have put his life on the line long ago.

He had long seen when he was going to die, and he had already seen it very lightly. He doesn't care anymore.

Whether this indifference is true or not, he himself is not particularly sure, but he doesn't want to dwell on this matter anymore.

A lot of what kind of tangled things, because it's too tangled,

And in that it became too chaotic, and in that it became too confusing.

There seems to be something that is hard to approach there,

It also seems that there is something vague and ethereal there.

No matter what kind of hardship, no matter what kind of difficulty,

No matter how much you can't endure it, or what you want to endure with all your might,

I want to work hard in that and not give up, because there are so many things that I can't give up.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, and suddenly he felt that his heart was very heavy there, was it a burden on his heart?

Or is it the load of the heart? Is he running too fast? Or did he run too long?