The black hole of life and thought always drains people away until nothing is left. It seems that I have thought about it a lot, but it seems that it is all nonsense, and I don't really think about anything. Only the pain of the body is real. It will clearly tell itself that it is all over. Every heartbeat and every breath are too exhausted to bear. This story is a thrill of entering youth and a struggle of saying goodbye to youth. When time passes, what will remain in your heart?
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