she swayed in the wind
Even sleeping at night is the sound of the wind blowing off the tiles She dressing and cooking for her father is like a silent confession
what is meaningful and what is stagnation
Roaring against the anger that has nowhere to vent, a deep sense of powerlessness
In the light and shadow of black and white, repeating and repeating the cycle, and finally going to death, it seems meaningless, long and procrastinating, it makes people feel the urge to quit, but when you look at it all, there will be a sense of impact, that slow impact, when the confrontation has no effect at all
Only the horses who waited for the long wait for the beginning and the horses at the end formed a contrast
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