2 Relive in that remembrance,

In that revisit,

What was there appeared, and what was there disappeared,

It's as if it suddenly disappeared in the midst of it,

Who hasn't seen each other for a long time,

When we met again all of a sudden,

Somewhat unfamiliar,

found a trace of familiarity in that strangeness,

Then, with these familiar feelings, I determined that this must be someone I once knew.

I also found some differences in this familiarity,

Some changes have also been observed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Some of the things are there to be willing.

There are also some things that are not willing to be there.

A lot of what they care about, and what they don't care about.

It seems to be indifferent in the middle of that.

In that indifference, there is a kind of trouble that grows in it.

It's whispering something there,

What was sought and remembered there,

It seems that there is something that can't be traced and traced in it,

It was a kind of silence, and something strange in that silence.

That's something you can't find,

It's like it's something that you haven't been able to find all along.

It was a special time,

Also in that special time,

Many, many things are growing in that trouble,

There's something there's something you don't want to be there,

It's something that I don't want to do there,

And in that unwillingness,

And what kind of troubles arose again in it?

What kind of powerlessness there is,

What kind of powerlessness arises in that,

is also silent in that slowness, and it seems to be quietly there,

It's something that is soft and weak.

What kind of advice do you have?

It's something that is constantly entangled and confused in it,

It's a constant and constant disdain,

It's as if I've been disdainful of one of those long-term and long-term things,

In that disdain, I felt a kind of coldness,

Also in that disdain, there is a kind of distantness,

In that disdain, I felt a distance,

It is a long, long-term rejection, a long, long distance.

It was a very cold heart, and it seemed to be numb and numb in it.

Just there gently shaking the head, just there, the contemptuous gaze flickering there,

A soft mocking laugh also appeared in the middle of it, and it sounded.

The laughter that came out was also in the laughter, and there was something quiet there,

There's something there.

It takes a kind of patience there, it needs a kind of patience that works very hard and hard,

It is also a kind of silent tranquility and quiet,

It's a kind of emotion that is tangled and struggling in it,

It's something that you can't do all along, like you can't get any closer to it.

There's what's out there really,

There's what's out there fake,

But there are many, many things that should not and should not be there.

Something that shouldn't be far away.

There's something, a lot of what's there, and it's unbearable there.

It's just hard to feel it,

However, in the midst of that, I am looking forward to some changes,

It's just that there is still a struggle to fight,

You need to work hard in it.

And in that it is desperate to work in that direction,

I just thought I was wrong,

It's always going to feel a little distant,

I feel some vacancy,

If there is any comfortable laziness that breeds in it,

There will be something that does not exist in it,

It's like there's something impossible.

Because laziness is very comfortable,

In that inertia,

There's a lot of what's in it, and I'm no longer willing to pick up what kind of hardship,

In the midst of that hardship,

I felt a sense of powerlessness,

It's as if it's silent in one of them.

That's something that can't be pursued and chased,

It's just something that I miss very much in it,

It seems that there is something that is very empty in it.

What is being consumed in it,

What did you spend in it, too,

In the midst of it, I also strive to quietly wait and seek what kind of difference and change,

Something that I hope has is changing in it,

What kind of change is also expected and expected in that,

It's a silent change in one of those things.

It's just that many, many things are produced there in a thousand strange ways,

It's like there's a lot of trivial things that have been going on there.

And it's hard to be there,

I still feel troubled there,

In the midst of that trouble,

I don't want to get closer to anything,

I was also reluctant to look for anything more and discover something in it.

There are many, many things that are not followed and what are not followed.

In the midst of many, many unruliness,

What kind of changes will be produced?

What kind of uneasiness and unconsciously changes will there be.

Just feeling the troubles there,

That's in that endless trouble,

Endless concerns,

It's also in that one of them that's a kind of,

It also seems that there is an impulse in that pertinence,

Also in that impulse,

There is an inexplicable aggression,

It's like a very broken and heartbroken aggression.

There is also some kind of anxiety and uncertainty in it.

In that uneasiness, there is a sense of powerlessness,

It's as if you're dying there.

It's a dying throe,

is a kind of strange error correction and choice,

What kind of choice is not entirely correct,

A lot of what kind of choices are out there.