3 will feel at a loss for something in it,

Something that will feel very difficult in there,

will wander in the unknown and regret in it,

will feel embarrassed and disgusted in it,

There are many, many reluctances,

But there it repeats,

It's like a repetition of death and death,

It was in a dream, it seemed like a sweet dream, and it seemed like a nightmare,

She just felt like she was in a dream,

However, she herself does not know whether she is in a sweet dream or a nightmare.

She herself didn't know if she was there laughing or crying,

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Just felt the heartbeat there,

But it's the little heart beating so uneasily,

Beating so chaotic and disordered, it was an unsettling emotion,

In the restlessness and nothingness, there is a lot of something,

It seems that there is a lot of disappearance.

The vanished figure, the cold, dismissive figure,

It's there that he doesn't care.

As if in the midst of all that, as if it were there,

Always so impatient, always so indifferent,

It's cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's

And this kind of indifference of his will only make the people who care about him feel cold and hurt,

But what if you get hurt?

What about hurting the closest person?

He still didn't care.

Many, many realities will be troubled in it,

There are also many, many troubles that are at a loss for something.

It is also in that there is nothing to be done, and it is also in that it is forgotten for a long time,

It's a painful and painful forgetfulness there, and there's something left to lose in that painful forgetfulness.

There will also be something vacant and empty in the painful torment and toss,

What kind of faith do you want to find, what kind of faith do you want to find,

Where do you want to find what kind of sustenance and nostalgia,

It's just that it's painful and painful there, it's just that it's unbearable and uncomfortable there.

However, after a long and sustained period,

But I still found there that I still had to endure,

It's as if there is no choice but to endure and endure there.

That's what kind of resentment, that's what kind of resentment,

It is also in that resentment that you can't find anything, you can't find anything,

What there seems to be something that will disappear there,

There is also something that seems to be going to disappear there for a long time.

There was something empty there, as if it had been empty for a long time.

What is there exists, and what seems to be there disappears there,

A kind of thing that I didn't care about at all and didn't care about for a long time,

It was a coldness, a sorrow, a sadness,

I want to wait for the dawn, I want to find the dawn in the midst of that torture,

Looking for the next dawn that can belong to me.

I just felt that it was dark in the midst of it,

It was a dark sky, and it seemed to be a dark sky.

In the midst of the limits of struggle and helplessness, she is hard to find,

It's hard to find in that struggle,

It's also something that is difficult to break through in that struggle,

It's like there's something that can't struggle and break through.

It seems that there is something difficult and difficult.

What will be difficult and difficult in the middle and what will continue to be blank and vacant,

will feel hurt and forgotten in it,

also in the hurt and forgetfulness of what I want to escape,

What do you want to escape,

It's also something that I don't want to get close to and get close to anymore,

Because there will still be many, many difficulties in it.

There will be a lot of confusion in it,

There will be vacancy, and there will be sorrow,

will be there far away,

It is a distant star, like whose eyes,

It's like someone's warm and affectionate eyes.

There was hope, hope, earnestness in those eyes,

also has the warmth and gentleness she expects.

But all of that is so hallucinating,

It's as if there's something that doesn't exist there,

It's like something that is hard to exist in it,

will be hurt in it,

will also be in that of the sad and confused something,

That's something that is numb and paralyzed,

It's an effort to get closer,

But there he was pulled away again and again,

It's right there that it's been pulled far, far away something.

It's as if it's inaccessible in the middle of it,

What is distantly distant and unattainable in general, which is hard to come close.

That's a kind of control, and it's a disaster.

However, in the face of calamity, he only endured there,

and just endure in silence in it,

It's like something that I have forgotten and lost in it, and what I endure and endure.