2 And that kind of omission and transgression, as if there would be such a long and long omission and transgression,

What kind of resistance is felt there, what kind of forgetting and forgetting is felt there, what kind of unreality is felt there,

What kind of deception and hypocrisy are felt there, in the ripples of deception and hypocrisy,

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It's just that there's so much pain that I want to forget and forget and forget something.

It's just a kind of mutual heart that is getting farther and farther away there, just feeling the alienation between each other,

There was just a cowardice, and it seemed that there was still something that could not react.

There's something you don't know, it's just that it's vague there, it's just something you can't struggle and look for there.

What kind of uneasiness I always feel there, what kind of fairness and equality I always want to find there,

But there is still no fairness to be found for a long time in it.

Everything is there to be very, very unfair or something,

But he is still on that very unfair road, struggling to walk, and there he is painful and struggling to find all the way forward, desperate.

There is no way there, there is already a feeling of helplessness there;

She was so lonely, so lonely, just wandering on that lonely and lonely road,

There is no sustenance, and I can't find support, but I'm weak there, and I want to rely on something, but I'm still in that world.

Discover everything that you can't find and rely on there.

It's all there, something that you can't find, and you can't rely on there.

But there they forgot about it, they stood there, and they all seemed to think that their feet were so weak that they were about to fall down there.

What kind of gap was felt there, what kind of pressure was felt there,

What kind of resistance was felt there, and what seemed to be something that was about to be forgotten and forgotten there,

It's just that there, just out of breath, there, when it's about to run out of breath, there, thinking you're going to die on that road,

It was the pain of being violated and invaded, and there was a hellish torment and painful struggle.

It was a life that was almost purgatory, and it was also in that life of purgatory pain,

There is something that cannot be taken care of there, and there is something that is very, very helpless there.

It was a helpless sigh, and a very sad and helpless sigh. It's just that you can't find any kind of reasons and possibilities there,

I can't find it there, and everything is there for something. Everything in that world is there for what?

It was there so much pain and pain, but still in the midst of that pain and pain something was not understood,

It was a kind of heavy blow to the heart, but I felt a heavy blow there, and in the middle of that heavy blow, I was about to be anxious there.

I can't understand what kind of anxiety I have. It was also there that I couldn't understand what kind of trembling and panic.

It's just flustered there, it's just panicked there, but it's still vague there, it's a little unclear whether it's there and it's confused.

It's just what kind of colic is felt there, and I don't know what kind of colic I feel there, I just look for the light there,

The forgotten white light, in that forgotten corner, what kind of forgotten heart does it have,

The forgotten lonely and lonely heart, but still working hard and struggling to find strength,

Be strong, be strong. What you can't give up is what you can't give up there.

Because of the weight it has, it is simply not possible to bear it well there.

I felt a kind of plunder, a real pain of being plundered, but I still tried to learn to adapt there.

I also worked hard to learn to be stronger, and to be stronger to bear and bear something, and to do a little more there.

Do a little more, work harder to give a little more, and work hard to accomplish a little more.

A little more, a little more, and then, just sobbing there. There is something that is not understood and not understood there.

It's like those who don't understand are always there to not understand.

Those who don't understand it seem to be there all the time when they don't understand, as if they haven't been able to understand something properly there.

I don't know why everything has become like this.

It's just that in the midst of that change, I feel that no matter how frightened I am there, no matter how panic I feel there, I can't forget it there.

There's always something you can't escape from there.

It's a sorrow, and it seems to be a painful regret and forgetfulness, where weeping,

But it is also in that what kind of forgetting is felt, and some of what is still there to feel what is wanted to be included and contained.

Maybe what you have should be there to contain and contain, maybe a little generosity will make life easier.

Maybe when you don't have to worry too much about anything, everything will feel how simple and simple it is.

I just want to find something simple and relaxed, but I always feel a very uncaring and unvalued mood and mentality.

Everything was there, completely floating and flying.

It was a light mood and state of mind, and then, faced with those impatient and cold and cold hearts.

In the end, I can only fill my eyes with tears there, just sobbing weakly there, but still in the contradiction between each other,

Still feel a hurt there, feel a sadness there, and feel that they don't want to be like this for each other.

But I don't know why, I don't know why, I have to be like this again.

Some of the things she didn't want to do, but they were already happening there.

It's something you'll never admit, but it's still really hurt and hurt in it.

It's still there to be indifferent, just there, there's something remote and alienated,

It's just that I feel the heart that is getting more and more distant, and there is a very cold indifference, and it is also a kind of indifference there that the whole body trembles there.

There was fear, so frightened that he didn't dare to get any closer, and he couldn't go any further.

Everything is always there that cannot be understood. There's always something that I can't understand there.

It is a kind of realization and experience of what kind of perception and feeling you need to use your own life and heart to truly get in that cold world.

Some of the things that are there are really things, and some of the things that are still there are very, very fake.

What kind of truth and what kind of falsehood are still very, very vague there, so vague that it is impossible to find them.

Something that's very angry and annoyed there, that's a rhythm that seems to be slowing down there,

It also seems that there are things that have been read there and cannot be approached and discovered, and some things have always been there that cannot be found and searched for well.

It's just there, it's like there, it's like trying to bear and promise something,

But I just found that everything in the past is something that can no longer be looked back on.

Everything is just like it's going to be impossible there.

It's just that what is there is concentrated there, scattered there, poured out there, but still there to feel the pain and pain of the body,

In the midst of that pain and pain, I felt that I was no longer there to do what I could do as best I could.

Some of the things are no longer able to exert themselves and exert themselves there. Because you will feel a very big and heavy price there.

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